Excerpt from a lovely conversation today w/someone who is like a blanket to my soul:
"You really are my type of people, you know"
"And sometimes one only notices that when they around the antithesis of what we thrive off of."
When you're not living in a bubble you get to experience something I call the grit. And then there's the blanket. And that's where the love is. When the blanket comes down around you even when there's dirt, that's love. That's my people.
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