Every Imperfection Hurts

A crack on the wall. A creaking floor board. An unwanted sound. A smudge on the window. Everything screams so much louder in my head right now than it should.

I’m not unaware of this, I just don’t know how to focus on the positives. The shining lights. The working heating. The space for myself. The good job and food. My favourite shows and a good laugh. Those don’t have as much impact as the crack on the wall, invading my life as an imperfection I will never be able to ignore again.