Anxiety is love’s greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.
The torment of precautions often exceeds the dangers to be avoided. It is sometimes better to abandon one’s self to destiny.
not sure if i should be looking to him for advice, but who knows?
Nothing in the affairs of men is worthy of great anxiety.
i have a period headache today. seems like i always get one on the ‘first day’ of my period.
although i usually have several false first days…. it’s weird.
i am happy to report that i have not had to hear my downstairs neighbors having loud sex in at least four days! they must have gone on a trip… or at least one of them did. i wonder if that woman makes that much noise when she is by herself having an orgasm. so annoying! quiet sex is so much more awesome… it’s so much more intense. i should put a tantric sex book on her doorstep.
it’s almost valentine’s day! are you excited?
i don’t know if i am excited, but i hope things go nicely in my life. my expectations are not high… it would just be nice if things stay calm and smooth.
today it is sunny after many days of rain. it’s nice to see the sun… although i don’t want it to be hot or spring-like. of course, the weather doesn’t care about my opinion. but since there is less moisture in the air, i now feel obligated to curl my hair. it takes forever though and i still don’t have a curling iron i really like… so…. it’s a mixed ‘blessing’ (complain, complain, complain, i know… )
I like to complain and do nothing to make things better.