You need love in your life. Not just the familial kind of love where you know you are loved, but the kind oozing with sweetness. The one with tiny reminders in sentences occurred, in actions, in hugs and kisses. That gentleness makes life so much easier.

One person oozing with sweetness can heal wounds.

I wish we would recognize knowing that we are loved is a biological need. I wish we (I) would allow that to sink in until it hits that bare piece of our heart, and remind us that we need love. I wish we would allow ourselves to crave it sometimes, so that we can authentically go out in the world to seek it and give it.

I think I am burning out, again. Compassion fatigue. There's no other explanation for the way I am feeling. I have little desire to emotionally connect with people in my life. I can do normal conversation, but when it's time to really share and connect, I want to leave.

If I make myself sit through it (and unfortunately, go through the motions), I don't want to see/talk to them again for a while.

Thankfully, it's not that bad for family and close friends.

I have vacation coming up soon. 

I have been waking up feeling empty inside. I don't know why. 

Where's happiness? 

Hey Life,

What am I here for again? What, other than what my weekdays are comprised of? Because they are mainly comprised of what I want to be here for.

What about the rest of my life?

I want more. I want passion and connection.

Just signed my car stuff last night.

Blues this morning for the financial obligation.

"New spots now available" - read the banner at an old cemetary