Thursday, February 16, 2006

Rough

My Mystery Man and I had a bit of a tiff today: and I don't really want to talk about it, mostly because I am not ACTUALLY sure what it was about. It reminded me of a fight I once had with Jeremy. We fought for like 2 hours. When it was over, it was all traced back to a comment someone had made about Strawberry Jam...

This wasn't quite about Strawberry Jam, but it was started with something equally dumb: Jr. High Kids doing Hello Dolly. LONG STORY...so DON'T ask. Suffice to say I can't believe the people in the apratment didn't hear us.

I am home now: I came home about an hour ago. But it's all ok now...sometimes things take more work than you thought to make them work...but as my Mochi says: "Nothing will work if you don't".

When two different worlds co-operate at a distance, or occupy the same space with a large buffer zone in between them, negative energy and conflict are minimal. But as the two spheres of existence collide, and try to exist very close together in tandum things become more difficult.

That's not to say it cannot be done.
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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I would like to see Invisible children. Please bring it down to the desert next time you come.

8:42 PM
Anonymous said...

that fourth paragraph was really beautiful.

Ben and I used to fight for weekends at a time. And I don't mean go to our separate corners and not talk for a few days until we could work it out. I mean argue ALL WEEKEND without breaking for food, sleep or sanity. But the truth is, sometimes I miss those days. I guess I'm a fighter, or an arguer, and I miss the passion involved in even the stupidest of fights. What I'm saying is, enjoy the fight, and if you can't do that I know you can appreciate the making up.

6:14 PM

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