the montreal market.
no matter how much you love some people,
you still might not feel good about yourself when you're around them.
find a few that you feel lovely around,
that you know always love you, and that you always love.
everything will be well.
i feel in place.
like i belong, once again.
a place to belong is sometimes so hard to find.
i suppose it only comes when you stop trying,
and you open your heart to whatever comes to you.
it's a wonder what a week of country club lunches, planking, letters, temple visits, and "i love yous" can do for a soul.