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Mary Oliver, from “Hum Hum”, A Thousand Mornings

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Saturn by NASA (2019

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I read somewhere that the act of peeling oranges for someone is considered love. I found it stupid.

Then one day, I was home after a tiring day and there were oranges sitting on the counter. I knew they had to be eaten that day, a day later, they’d be rotten.

I was just too tired.

I completed my chores, and the oranges were still there, colourful and nudging, hoping I’d pick them up.

I walked past, and found my bed. My head comfortably rested on the pillows.

Those damn oranges.

I got up, sat on the counter and peeled them grudgingly. As I ate in silence, I understood what they meant. It was love alright, not peeling oranges but being taken care of.

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“But just because you’re strong and resilient doesn’t mean you never need someone to be there for you, to take care of you.”

— Tammara Webber

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𝚁𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 – 𝟿 [𝟷𝟿𝟹𝟽-𝟷𝟿𝟺𝟷]

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I have enough of this stress

I have enough of constantly feeling under appreciated

I have enough of feeling sad, disappointed and frustrated

I don’t have energy anymore

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Narcissus and Psyche (1980) | dir. Gábor Bódy  

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“please don’t come closer unless you plan to stay”

— Unknown