May 23, 2020
What do you want? What do you really want? I can see what you think you want. You say it often enough. What I see beneath your outer folderol is something else, not quite defined enough to articulate, but there enough to note, to acknowledge as an idea aside your most outspoken desires and wants and needs. It sits in the middle of you. You don't see this, do you. It's something apart from you, something you just don't want to recognize, a kind of fiction you hold as a private fantasy, but it's no fantasy. It's your true reality.