an incalculable loss;
"Am I in love? - Yes, since I’m waiting.” The other never waits. Sometimes I want to play the part of the one who doesn’t wait; I try to busy myself elsewhere, to arrive late; but I always lose at this game: whatever I do, I find myself there, with nothing to do, punctual, even ahead of time. The lover’s fatal identity is precisely this: “I am the one who waits." ~ Roland Barthes, A Lover's Discourse
We will never completely lose the longing for that something to fill the emptiness inside us, but we should learn to understand the emptiness rather than fear it, fight it and continue the futile attempt to fill it.
This week or so has been the perfect getaway, and I’m ready to go back, to face the challenge of mugging everything within the next 12 days or so head on! And of course, to find time to spend with good people! Back to school for a while on the 13th, and18th and 19th will be lunches with people I love and have missed muchly (:
"I just lump everything in a great heap which I have labeled 'the past,' and having thus emptied this deep reservoir that was once myself, I am ready to continue." - Ending of Save Me The Waltz