A new feeling.

He doesn’t tell me what I want to hear for the sake of comforting or reassuring me.

And yet, the lack of BS and respect for truth has somehow done a better job at making me feel safe than any babytalk ever will. Maybe its something to do with giving me the courage to return the gaze of life’s uncertainties in the eye, and to give that powerful shadowy figure a slight nod of respectful acknowledgement–

instead of always turning to run away on man-paved paths.

This is the coolest thing ever.

p.s. This is the coolest thing ever.

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