Had a lovely discussion about embracing the turns in our paths, and of the process of discovering and holding onto our own center of gravity through the journey. Every couple of months (although more frequently as of late, it seems) one particular friend and I have these thoughtful, spontaneous conversations, and I am left elated/comforted by the experience. The instrospective nature, idealism, intelligence, and sensitivity of this person appeals to me so. And although I once wished that these talks would happen more frequently (how can you not want more of a good thing?) I have come to a sort of contentment about their randomness: they are happy packages I wasn’t expecting to find in the mailbox at the end of the day.
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