My soul hungers. I'm not sure for what, but I'm always wanting to eat, drink, fuck, something that I'm not. That hunger shows as unhappiness, it drives people away, it corrupts their perception of me, isolating me and reinforcing my hunger.
The last entry was about my life being in the Service of protecting The Girl.
But, as that task winds down, and until I pass beyond The Veils, how do I take my inner fire and turn it outward after all this time? While still keeping watch. Or, do I?
I've frequently noted how my Girl doesn't view our relationship in anything resembling the way I do. Today, after 25 years of marriage (tomorrow is our aniversary) and a couple more years of dating, I found out why
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Despite *needing* to concern myself with the future, I find myself 'living' in the past. I keep obsessing about past mistakes wondering if I have learned from them.
Santayana said something about 'Those who fail to learn from the past are doomed to repeat it.' But, if there is no past, is there only future?
I knew coming into 2012 it would be a year of changes. It started slow, but they're coming on. But, this post is more about my feelings regarding my father's death
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