October 1 2029 Ontario
There's no reason not to put your hands on your body, on your painful places and send love into them. There's no proof that at the end of your life you won't have healed half of what ails you. And if you're wrong - if you put your hands on your body and send compassion to yourself for ninety years and it doesn't make a lick of difference to how your body actually functions then... Oh no, you've spent countless hours of your often sharp and grief-caressed life sending love into yourself, taking those moments to make yourself feel good and wanted and hopeful and worthy and warm. Tragic.
Anyway, today they told us the world is going to end. Has ended, really.