she could not make sense of
the things that were meant for
her, but she was drawn to it all.
and when she was alone, she felt
like the moon: terrified of the
sky, but completely in love with
the way it held the stars.
r.m. drake
welcome to coffee hour.
welcome to this Sunday morning.
just BE.
robin.
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i am so blessed you sat with me and shared your thoughts.