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Today of all days, I lean eagerly into a comfort read. I just got home from film night at Tao and Elle’s with the rest of the gang, the tradition persisted. Through university and the distance, through career ladders and moving and marriages and growing up.
This evening, I reach for Loveless . Alice wrote the book and anytime I need to ground myself I pick it up. The feeling that it was written with the purpose of helping me understand myself back in my teens always takes me back there.
I am complete. I have love. I am not Loveless.