[060] — The Quiet Moments
Feb 24, 2017 · 1 min read
The house is filled with the warm aroma of chicken curry. I haven’t had to cook for a week, thanks to her. I’m in a phase of transition, and I am growing impatient. I am always so cognisant of wishing for fast resolutions, as I do not want to wish my life away. I seek relief in distractions and quiet moments.
She is so caring in a myriad of absolutely practical ways. It takes the edge off my foot stamping impatience. I make myself too comfortable on her couch.
It is so hard to leave, but I always must. It is a treat that can be spoiled by overindulgence. Proximity breeds affection but the last thing I want to do is fail to properly appreciate her due to over familiarity.
