affront tender_square when i am upset with myself, which usually occurs when i consider how my actions affect others, i’ve had a nasty habit of berating myself, of insulting my own intelligence simply for being a human with my own complicated wants and desires. this morning, i almost walked that hard road i’ve taken so often it’s worn the soles of my shoes. instead, for the first time, i opted to step into a meadow of self and i sat with all those mixed-up wildflowers, the bouncing grasshoppers, the slithering garter snakes, and the scurrying mice that make up an entire ecosystem of me. 211109 what's it to you? who go blather from