annoying

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This week is the aftermath of relationship tornadoes that huffed and puffed and blew our houses down. And how shocked we are to emerge from the rubble and discover that home is not a place, but any space and time where we look each other in the eye. Home is the instant recognition of the irritatingly indestructible love leftover, like roaches in the apocalypse.

How to make peace with an infestation of the heart? Asking for myself…

This week is about getting our ego out of the way and being a vessel for higher love. Which sucks, because since we're fighting our beloveds, we could totally WIN. We know all their tender points and where to poke to make them PAY. And then when they're crying at our mercy, we're gonna... CRY TOO. ( I mean, where did we think this was going? lol)

Like Jay- Z said, nobody wins when the family feuds. (Except the designer of Steve Harvey's suits 😂) This week the universe hopes we are too grown, too wise - or at the very least, too weak- to shoulder anymore ammunition against those who hold our hearts in their hands.

Plus whether we shoot or not, the love remains, like chin hair. *Eyeroll* *crosses arms* *sucks teeth* *soul sigh*

ANNOYING.

​~ Oubria