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Watching them take steps away from it all while your feet feel heavier with every step you take.
Watching them thrive while you are stuck in an endless loop of memories.
They say everyone has a different pace. And you might be ready to give yourself the time you need, but watching them walk away faster than you had anticipated hurts.
It stings because, although you’re in the same situation as them, yet you aren’t in it together.
It isn’t a competition, but you don’t want to lose because they won’t be there to console you.
Watching them get on with their lives, while you are unable to figure out your own, makes it all the more difficult.
That’s the beauty of parting ways. You embark on the same journey, but you don’t get to hold their hand. You just get to watch them, either reach the destination with them, or get left behind.
It’s a Saturday. It’s been raining all day. I’m home alone and mentally wandering between the desire for productivity and succumbing to a desperate need for relaxation.
So far, relaxation is winning. It’s just after 3:00, and I’ve accomplished little of substance. I drank the rest of the cold brew. I made a few bill payments. I finished the Crime Scene miniseries about the woman who “vanished” at the Hotel Cecil in Los Angeles. I ate too much.
This is a rare chance for me to be alone. I could do many things (that don’t require much money), and I’m still sitting on the front porch, listening to the rain tapping on the leaves and grass and tumbling out of the gutters clogged with decomposing plant matter and onto the pavement. Four hours of Fitbit have logged 200 steps.
Stagnant.
It’s not relaxing. Inconsistently calming. I look out the windows and at the door, as if I expect someone or something to appear. The clock keeps dancing in front of me. It’s 12:10. It’s 12:43. It’s 1:02. It’s 1:19. It’s 1:37. It’s 1:42. It’s 2:00.
I liked the way the Hotel Cecil documentary ended even though it was tragic. It was interesting to hear people acknowledge their willingness to let their minds wander to conspiracy theories. It’s interesting how the human mind craves a better answer for things, even when those answers would mean a more sinister world.
It’s 3:17.
I will get up. Movement. Movement will help. If I keep moving, something might happen. I’ll get something done. I get cleaned up. I’ll go do something. If I make a list, I’ll check off items. It will feel good to accomplish tasks.
It will stop raining, but I’m not doing much today.
I've been waiting and waiting for as long as I've been self-aware for something to come. I don't know what it is and I don't know when it will be here but still... I Wait....
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Couldn't find this photoshoot to repost, but whyamihere (@G10190876) on X must've read my mind! It's one of my favourites too. The one of him in the robe with the golf club is the best though (will post when I find it). Edit: now posted, thanks @melilive3 😸
Why do I feel these are more reflective of his true personality than the guarded Joe we see in interviews?
Edit again: for more from the shoot and if you can read the tiny text:
Growing up with the twins was an experience, you knew almost everything about them. Including the fact, Atsumu Miya didn’t want a kid, and that was fine. When you got pregnant as close knit friends with benefits, you weren’t going to force him be a dad, but you were surprised when his twin jumped in the moment he got the news.
Reader x Miya Twins
MDNI.
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