Love

Why do I have to be on this path, this adventure?

I almost, almost, so very close to actually, got back in the car and undid my July trip. I want to comfort my kindred spirit, in person.

But I can’t. I need to make this Seattle adventure work. I will make this work. Staying here is about self love, and it tears me up that I can’t be there for her, that I can’t share a cup of coffee and my ear and heart.

In response I did something that was something my dad would do. Its amazing how sometimes I see him in me.