the year of letting go, of understanding loss. grace. of the
year of letting go, of understanding loss. grace. of the word
‘no’ and also being able to say ‘you are not
kind’. the year of humanity/humility. when the whole
world couldn’t get out of bed. everyone i’ve met
this year, says the same thing ‘you are so easy to be
around, how do you do that?’. the year i broke open and
dug out all the rot with my own hands. the year i learnt small
talk. and how to smile at strangers. the year i understood that
i am my best when i reach out and ask ‘do you want to be
my friend?’. the year of sugar, everywhere. softness.
sweetness. honey honey. the year of being alone, and learning
how much i like it. the year of hugging people i don’t
know, because i want to know them. the year i made peace and
love, right here.