Lean on Me

The word 'rut' is being thrown around.

Friends are suffering from a bout of great expectations. Mainly their own.

28. 29. 30. 31. They should be here or there, have this or that. Even though every single one of them has one accomplishment, if not several, to be oh so proud of. They're focused on what they don't have…the negative of the frame. I'm as guilty as any.

Pep talks feel hypocritical, but it's so much easier to see the silliness of another's distress rather than your own. The same people I'm shaking my head at because of their deflated sense of accomplishment are mirroring the same gesture back at me. We need the same thing from one another, unable right now to do it for ourselves.

It's like the other night. K and I were at a party sitting on a bed. It was late and all I wanted was a backrest. Some support. Something to lean on. So...we held eachother up.

She had my back and I had hers (...until, of course, she left to do headstands in the hallway)

Thanks for the support, friend(s)!