you and me
When we feel open to talk about it… when we let the pain breathe… when we don’t feel judged and ostracized… that’s when things get a little easier.
I’m at home many places, a byproduct of constantly moving, but the home feeling, it’s something else, maybe it’s more like love.
Come in from the outdoor, saunterer, and tell us your stories. Break bread, slake your thirst, warm your bones, rest. Come. Rest.
If you set up the relationship on a foundation of vulnerability and honesty from the start, you have more chance of it working out.
I want you to reach past your own experience and tap into mine. I want to funnel it into you, to expedite your journey in a way that I couldn’t my own.