Well, it's that time of the month again when I'm feeling more acutely blue than is ordinate. In the cerulean spirit of looking back and re-living loss, going over regrets, deaths and all of the shadows on the dark side of the moon, I present some torches. Not bright lights nor lightning strikes. Just a couple of old flames.
Being without the company of the other that makes you feel 'ok', is a really sorry state of near-existence.
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| Merci Alain de Botton. |
Do you ever feel that...?
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