Maybe, sometimes, things are just best left. Leaving the tomato to ripen. Sticking with the same job. Staying in the same place. Hanging with the same crowd.
“Good things come to those who wait,” they say. And, I think, they’re right sometimes. We come to find beauty where we’re at. We come to find peace when we stand still. We all love the same chipped coffee mug because it’s what we’ve always had.