last night and today, i have been thinking about balance. how my life never seems to be the balance of what i would like for it to be. why is that? why do i constantly strive for balance when realistically, it's not. nor is it going to be. at least, not the picture perfect way i kill myself sometimes to make it. right now, i have things on my plate that i like having on my plate. yes it makes life harder. yes, it's a lot of work. and yes, my laundry just never seems to be done...
balance.
we all strive for it. desire it. and need it. but it's okay to just balance one thing.