Anika takes the long way home up soul mountain: A lesbian romance (Rosemont Duology Book 2)

by Eliza Andrews

  Maybe it feels nihilistic to think of yourself as so small. But you know what thinking in this way can do for you?

  It can liberate you. Absolutely, enormously liberate you. It teaches you that you’re just not that important. Your problems aren’t that important. They never have been. Hell, even your mid-life crisis isn’t really all that important.

  And by thinking this way, you can let go.

  You can let go of thinking you have to hold onto the dysfunctional constellation your life has become, and you can reorganize everything, even the parts of your life you thought could never be questioned. You can step into the rain. You can be daring enough to let your grocery bags get wet, and give the world your best Barbaric Yawp. Then you laugh like a madman and enjoy getting soaked.

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  Or… you can live the rest of your life standing at the edge of those automatically opening grocery store doors, the cold breeze of air-conditioning at your back, the soothing music of Elton John wafting out towards you.

  “It’s not the life I wanted,” you’ll say to yourself. “It’s not the life I’d planned for, but here I am. It’s familiar. It’s safe. It’s dry. I know my place in it, and I have people who love me, so…”

  And you will waste away there, staring at your own version of the Mirror of Erised for the rest of your life. Just because you’re afraid of a little water. Just because you’ve imbued far more import to your problems than they’ve really earned.

  That’s not for me, friend. I’m stepping into the rain. Join me and let’s Yawp together.