Been a while that I woke up to a Sunday that felt comforting. On travel Sundays, it’s more about getting up, or laying down, checkin or checkout and being in motion in some form.
This Sunday I spent the morning researching what, how, who and when you could snuggle a friend. Yeah, you read that right. And it’s not desperation. Its about knowing the right meaning of the word and also ensuring that its not misleading or mistaken for something more than it is.
Recently I also learnt that phrases like “I miss you” or “I love you” be default have romantic notations. I was like 🤦♀️ Because for me someone who is really very emotional and giving, I tread of feelings and wear my heart on sleeve. So I say it as I feel it (though usually non romantically) Its been quite a ride since then creating those boundaries within me (frankly its quite hard, changing how I reflect my emotions externally) So I am currently on the super conscious caution based expression of my praise, liking and appreciation of the other person.
So this morning, I woke up with a yearning for a snuggle, that landed into how to make yourself feel affectionate, comforted, safe through self hugs, use of quilts and patting oneself. Do I hate it, absolutely ( I miss the freedom of being me) But my definition of friendships and bffs have been challenged and what I should & shouldn’t expect or what can mean otherwise. So here we are.
Hoping for days where snuggling becomes a norm ❤️
