There may be days... (3)

There may be days where the words want to flow, pushing at the tip of your tongue or fingers or both but you can’t quite form them properly to give them life.

There may be days when a member of your chosen family knows exactly what it means for you to finally get A Thing, and how much you’ve needed it for too long.

There may be days when you aren’t sure where it is all leading, but holy fuck are you enjoying the ride.

There may be days when you are filled with annoyance at them even though they have done nothing to deserve it.

There may be days when the person you least expected finds ways to make you slow down and look at things you haven’t wanted to look at for a long time.

There may be days when you simply wonder at the wonder of it all.

There may be days when you can look back and see the beginning of the spiraling or maybe it’s the middle of it but regardless it was nowhere near the end and you both shake your head at yourself and give yourself some love and compassion for what and why…