tea & risks
The end of a world as we know it.
I am still so much even as I am less and less.
As good a time as any to write the way I knew I would one day come back to, and start from.
On writing a record of it all, even when it feels like treason.
For the truest kind of love, and finding a way back to something better.
On making peace with not knowing quite who to be.
On the good, and the bad, and being thankful for the in betweens.
On learning to shop for vegetables on my own, and why time doesn't stop.
A celebration of comfort, and eating Indian food on Sundays.
On how I got here, and why I'm always going.
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