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July 2, 2002
Margaret Atwood wrote:

You fit into me
Like a hook into an eye.
A fish hook.
An open eye.

That's the long and short of it, an accurate depiction of any relationship. The absolute feeling of fitting together, a metaphoric connection, defying words: it was and will be always. Yet, there's that realization that no attachment is free from being and causing hurt. We've been pretty lucky in that respect; our conflicts have been short-lived and quickly resolved. Both of us have gotten off the hook with little residual scarring. What's next? Who knows? There's always the potential of "maybe."