My mom asked about you today. I was too embarrassed to tell her the truth, which was that you wanted to exercise your right to personal freedom more than endure a perceptible relationship with me. Instead, I shrugged and gave the nonchalant 5 word explanation, "I got bored of him." This is partially true. She wasn't too broken up over it. She just asked if I had met anyone else yet. She never thought you were my type. Mike said, "You always play with your toys for 2 hours and then leave them on the living room floor." I'll add mine to the list of broken hearts you've collected. ouch. Love has a brilliant, intelligent, intangible design. I've put a moratorium on trying to nourish the spark that kept our soul ties entwined. Narrowing the focus of my energy on resuscitating the part of me that knew better all along. For Valentine's day, I'll meditate on my intuition. Love to all.
Ra Ma Da Sa.
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