30 Jun The Messy Price of Fun
Sometimes all you want
is a visible counter
and the folded laundry put away.
Sometimes all you need
is a little quiet for your soul
and someone to tell you you’re doing a good job.
But sometimes all you get
is a downpour on your bike ride
and a rice-sorting game that ends in the wood cracks.
And you know what?
Sometimes,
just sometimes,
that’s okay.
Okay to embrace the rain instead of hide from it,
to let the rice fall instead of scold and put it away.
Sometimes you have clean counters
and sometimes there are quiet moments,
but sometimes it’s just worth it to pay
the messy price of fun.
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