Many times I think that if I could choose what to do on my last day on Earth, I would have it be just me and my family hanging out at home. Me doing dishes. Everyone talking about their day. Popcorn in front of the TV. All of us on our phones, enjoying being in each others’ presence without having to talk. Dogs on our laps.
The routine comfort of everyday life.
It may seem boring on the surface but I’m not going to apologize for loving my home and quote-unquote normal family.
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