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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