I love the world in all it’s tough and wrong places, back to the brittle bone of you. Love you where you’re wrong. Leave my desires and hear yours, let them find a way into my heart and guide me for mine matter no longer. Living room serves as a reminder that we are not living in this room until this big pink animal gets addressed and who will? Who will be courageous and brave to just say it’s okay? It will all be fine and you’re safe in this space… In your own heart, in this time before time.