More Okay

More Okay

I feel free — and sometimes I don’t. I love the roots that bind me to the earth and my life most of the time. Then sometimes I wish I could run away.

And I think I’m getting more okay with the messiness, contradictions, and changes of this which is my life — which is life. And this “more okay” state feels good.

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