Touch and hope.

I did something I haven’t done for a while today. I asked for a protective hug.

I hugged someone because I wanted to, and I had forgotten how something so simple as a hug can make so many problems seem so insubstantial.

My friends hugs are amazing, I always have hugs for Wambui of couse, and always will. Because I love her to pieces.

Not like that.

Anyway, hard day, tears shed, the works. Hugged a male friend, felt better.

Who knew a hug could do so much?

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