Personality dualities and setting boundaries
I like silk pajamas and hoodies with holes in them
I like science and certainty and art with ambiguity
I like messy and I like being left alone
But I don’t function well in it.
I’m not thriving in this imbalance and I don’t yet know how to retreat for tea and introspection
Everything is so different now and I’m greeting parts of myself I haven’t seen in years. Why did I lose so much of myself with you? Why was I better for it?