silver lining

With my dad passing, I definitely feel a sense of my own mortality. Today, I told Husband, if we move, we have to make sure we could afford it if one us dies, and he didn’t think that was very strange.

The blessing of when you know that there is an end is that you’re better about organizing. It makes social decisions much simpler. There are a handful of friends I want to keep up with outside the family, and that’s it. There’s no more room on my boat.

Who knows though, maybe I’m wrong and next week, I will be filled with FOMO and fill my time within meaningless exchanges with superficial relationships.

That sounds like me. Not

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