I am loved. It helps to remember this.
It may not help you to know that I am loved, but I am willing to bet that you are also loved. By someone, or some creature, or both.
Today is the kind of day where I just need to remind myself of this.
I’m fortunate because I am free. I am free to love who I want to love. And she loves me, in return.
There are times when I feel pretty shitful. But I’m hanging in there. There are facts to remember. Boots are temporary. Interstate besty is still besty. I am loved, and able to love.
And that helps.