we have reservations.
There are many things you don't know and many things I don't know. Maybe it's better that way becuase the unknown doesn't mean I won't see you again.
old habits die hard.
Insomnia! I've been plagued with insomnia. My mind is like a battlefield of ideas as I attempt to sleep... every night the same thing. There is no worse feeling than lying in bed and waiting for sleep to come when you know very well it won't for the next few hours. I've always been mentally most active in the late hours... after all, I was, in my heyday, a nocturnal academic (self-proclaimed of course). Torturous nights! My eyes want to close so bad but my mind refuses and is having none of it. Why can't my own body be in consort with itself? How's that for Cartesian dualism? But I guess that's every insomniac's problem.
the keys to a successful marriage.
I feel like I've been left in the dark with only a little crack of light under some door some many meters away. It's not impossible, but not so tempting to face the light again. Sometimes you can just visualize taking that wrong step at the wrong crossing and then you are high in the air and you can breathe easy because you know nothing after that moment will matter anymore and everything beforehand has been bittersweet. Falling and falling. You can find solace in that complete stillness of time. But no, we have to be confronted with our realities everyday, the worst of them being our social realities. To love, to cry, to be hurt, to laugh... all in a day's work. Where have you gone to my lovely?
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