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January 10, 2015
Although not intending, I'm wrestling with myself tonight. Reviewing texts exchanged, and noticing how succinct and direct he was with each message. Whereas mine were more wordy, unfocused, hungry. Images were simply introduced into his messages. He was getting his new car, having dinner and drinks, gotta walk the dogs, friends are over-one of which I'm sure will crash on my couch, at the mall and bar, using a neti pot-jealous? Whereas my messages came from the netherzone of thought, desire and imagination. And an unrelenting need toward the end, made apparent as he was slowly skimming away.