Foggy Half Moon Bay / On Struggling
As we drove home from a foggy beach day and roadside tacos with friends, I stared at the other-worldly view outside my window and couldn't help but feel it suited my mind and daily processes lately. Foggy, with distant bursts of hope and dotted fluorescent love. The world is good. And so many people are good. But sometimes life is just hard. We all need someone to take us by the shoulders and say, You're doing a good job. You're doing a great job. Take a breath. Everything's going to be okay. in the sincerest, most compassionate way. Here's me doing that to you now <pause> and me trying to remember to tell myself this every day.
Love to everyone, especially those struggling. xo
