Reading: Annals of the Black Company - Glen Cook
Listening: phones ringing
Thinking:
Drinking: tea
Ok-o-meter: 6
Quote for the day:
Weather report: cloudy and cool, it rained last night
10:30am
We blew money on pets again last
night. I can't beleive I did that. I feel so stupid.
3:20pm
You who read this must beleive
that I don't beleive in love at all. I do. I love deeply, strongly
and I love all of those in my life who will allow me. I just don't
subscribe to the beleif that love conquers all. That only happens
in Disney movies and once in a great while in real life by the grace of
God. More often love isn't the meat, it's the whipped cream.
Good to have, greatly sought after, not enough to sustain and nourish you.
Once I love, it doesn't go away. If it wasn't love (yes I have been
known to lie to myself and know it), and I try to fake it anyway, that
facade rots. True love makes the heart grow fonder and is harder
to uproot than wild ivy, and twice as tangled.
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