I made a vow to myself long ago, because this world’s warped ideals tend to creep up on you when you’re not looking.

I often recite that vow any time someone dear to me apologizes for something like “taking up [my] time.”

I tell them that I vowed to myself that I woud never, ever, regret time spent in good company. Even if it might have been a little inconvenient for whatever reason. We were put here to love thy neighbor, not to hustle and hoard.

Simple as that. It’s kept me from losing the picture so far.