The choices we make are usually ones that seem inevitable anyway.
We find people irrationally compelling. We find souls made of the same stuff ours are. We find classmates and partners and neighbors and family friends and flatmates and cousins and sisters and our lives intersect in a way that makes them feel like they couldn’t have ever been separate. And this is lovely!
But the ease and access isn’t what I crave.
It isn’t what I’m writing about right now.
It isn’t what we revolve around after it’s gone.
We find people irrationally compelling. We find souls made of the same stuff ours are. We find classmates and partners and neighbors and family friends and flatmates and cousins and sisters and our lives intersect in a way that makes them feel like they couldn’t have ever been separate. And this is lovely!
But the ease and access isn’t what I crave.
It isn’t what I’m writing about right now.
It isn’t what we revolve around after it’s gone.
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