Technically speaking,
I don’t neeeeeed dark chocolate.
It’s not like breath,
or water,
or sustenance,
or love.
But realistically speaking,
I do
and it is.
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Technically speaking,
it’s not winter,
and it’s not freezing,
and adding a sweater should be enough.
But realistically speaking,
it basically is,
and I am,
and I did,
and it’s not.
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Technically speaking,
I shouldn’t automatically forget my purse at home
just because I’m in a conversation
while I’m walking out the door.
But realistically speaking,
I will.
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Technically speaking,
being a parent lasts forever.
But realistically speaking,
it doesn’t.
At least not in the way it felt like
it would
back when you first became one.
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These are a few things I’ve been thinking about lately. Because it’s just not all as simple and scientific as it seems, is it, friends? And maybe that’s okay. Maybe it is.
xxoo
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