Therapy or selfcare
One of them makes you cry, the other smells of roses
One of them is an unscheduled trip to a strange new country, the other guarantees great views
One of them is all the ways you were wrong, the other feels oh so smug
One of them accepts your catastrophic cock-ups, the other is quickly forgotten
One of them is private, the other goes on Instagram
One of them is surprising, the other comfortingly predictable
One of them takes effort, the other loafing ease
One of them draws wary glances, the other beaming grins
Only you can make the choice…
