There is GRACE to be found in the ability to leave one's house and especially those who share the space. To spend your own time, in your own thoughts, in your own aura. There is GRACE in going for a run in the sun and stopping at thrift stores along the way -a bonus to find a few artistic pieces of clothing that fit like gloves. It is hard to keep that GRACE when the chaos and pressures of home overshadow an awesome day.
It feels like looking at grace through a key hole.
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