262: Paradox

One good thing
stacked on another
piled next to more
good things.
One good thing
moves under the
pressure, and
comes tumbling down.
Good things
sometimes seem like
bad things
and make you curl up
in a ball of tears.

Much thanks to my man who helped spark an idea for a photo tonight, when all I wanted to do was throw in the towel and go to bed.

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