Sunday, October 30, 2016

Thank you for curing me of my ridiculous obsession with love*

From the point of view of the obsessed, the best cure for obsession is possession.

I have felt anger and shame.

In truth the solution has proved a severing of options.

We woke up early and climbed the mountain.

At the top we could see other mountains. Many of them. We meditated for ten minutes (not eleven).

I cannot help you again I am sorry.

I am not always this selfish but I need to take care of myself, for a while.

I told him, I have worried that I made a mistake.

I told him, Sure, we can find a use for that ice.

Telling = a liberation. 

There are so many words I have not said.

I wonder if they would have changed anything.

I respect you too much to    .

He loves me much more than I thought.

I am learning to distinguish fantasy from my own life.

We are not melting. 

*Moulin Rouge

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