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Tough love

A part of me is still exploring which part believes I should expose myself to the cold. While it might have made me resilient in a way, there is a growing conviction that enduring so much cold is unnecessary. I’m beginning to like warmth more. Starting to surrender to it. This warmth creates room for growth and challenges too. I feel calmer with more warmth, better able to sense and communicate my feelings. Both sides have their value, but when I come home, close the door, and leave the world behind, I need a place filled with warmth. Time to discover a place that holds onto this warmth.