I am basking in the love, security, and trust of my relationship.

Basking takes stillness, which is why hardly anyone does it. You can be in a perfectly good relationship for a decade and never once sit inside the fact of it.

The scene would look like nothing from outside: a sofa, a cold cup of tea you forgot to drink, the other person in the next room making noise you recognise without looking.

Security is strange that way. It is most present when nothing is happening, and the moment nothing is happening is precisely when we reach for a phone.

Give it a few minutes today with nothing to accompany it. It holds up to being looked at directly.