I want to connect. I want to form ties. I want bonds and bridges. Pretty relationships (of all kinds) wrapped up in neat packages with cute bows have appeal. But connections are always tenuous, and they make me vulnerable, and I fuck up and they fuck up. And neat packages are only just for show -- they aren't real. Real is messy and chaotic, unpredictable and strange. Scary sometimes. But god, so exciting.
I've been trying to forge ahead through the currents. Maybe it's time to yield a bit. Float. Glide. It doesn't have to be such a struggle.
Posted by thevieve at July 5, 2006 10:08 AM