I read somewhere the act of peeling oranges for someone is considered love. I had mixed thoughts about it. I wondered if it was an excuse for not taking care of yourself or if it was being loved. I knew it was love, I guess it was love. But then I thought it was something the social media was feeding our system. A narrative being started to cause tension in relationships that were, before, perfectly fine. I couldn’t deny that it was an act of love, but I couldn’t justify why one needs to feel that. I am away from my home state in another state. People speak a different language and the whole premise of my life has just shifted. Away from people I love, away from people who love me. I knew, before I came here, that I needed to love and care for myself more this time because people who could care for me or fill my part weren’t here. Self-Love. Taking care of yourself. These days my city is burning, hotter than ever. Heat waves and everything. So, to fight that I bought my favou...