picking dead skin off the bottom of my ears, pulling my cuticles up, popping pimples, really pushing your nails into your hand lines, destroying scabs, etc… my body may be kind of bloody and and dysfunctional but it’s smooth and that’s what matters
even if its delusional, I really do love the idea of trusting that all of the perceived hardships, anxieties, and lessons ultimately lead to a path that's catered to our individual needs for growth and learning.
maybe I am detaching from reality in an effort to cope, but I truly am starting to believe that miracles (big and small) happen daily and that we will all be ok in the end.
attention and intention are everything.
