— Love poetry discovered by Archaeologists in Egypt from the New Kingdom period 3,300 years ago.
[TEXT ID: I shall lie down at home / and pretend to be dying. / Then the neighbors will all come in / to gape at me, and, perhaps, she will come / with them. / When she comes, I won’t need a doctor, / she knows why I am ill. END ID]
i’d say the best thing i have learned this year is to just let people be who they naturally are. no psychoanalyzing them, no overthinking my actions, no asking what i could possibly do to keep their presence in my life. i just bring my best self to the table and always move from a place of love and respect. how that person responds is ultimately up to them. if that causes them to exit my life, i just let it happen. i will never be in the business of changing people. people are only ever ready to change when they’ve made the conscious decision to. all i can do is check myself and be kind always.
