its okay to be burnt out, its okay to feel tired. Your partner still will love you and make sure you’re safe. They’ll tenderly kiss your forehead as the hold you close and rub your back slowly.
thinking about friends and family during the holidays. every one of their family traditions that we could mix together. every dish and recipe handed down to them that we could share. stories and old decorations. knit or patchwork blankets and plush pillows. moving furniture so we can all eat together and moving it again later to lay and watch cheesy holiday shows and movies.
How can the wanderer rest? Alone on a wide endless road. The wanderer knows all ends. Knows there is no bed to be laid, That would slack his quest. He goes on for days, for nights… For reasons with no ends. Not to be found amongst treasure. Never, the sleakist would tempt. The wanderer searches for nothing. He knows not what he seeks. Satisfied is, the humble wanderer.
