Self Hug

The past two days haven't been great.

 All I really wanted was for someone to give me a hug.

Which believe me, feels as sad as it looks when I type it.

But I guess it's true about the human touch. 

In fact, the middle of this week was so darn gloomy that

I didn't so much care to right the wrongs,

as I was just craving a hug.

I wanted someone to embrace me so that I could feel a little nurtured.

A little comforted.

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The one thing that reinvigorated me as I trudged out of work today,

 was one of my workout classes.

I didn't want to go, but after gentle coaxing from a friend back east,

I reserved my spot and went.

It was hard, but it felt really good to sweat out all the bad feelings from the past couple days.

And as I pulled my knees to my chest for a final stretch at the completion of class, 

 I realized, I was being nurtured.

In the most literal sense, I ended up hugging myself.

xo