Abandonment

Meditating helps. The addict’s mind in the face of pain and loss….

I feel shitty. Oh so shitty.

Playing on the knife’s edge between safety and danger is where the fun is.

The workings of my sexual response cycle.

A sudden re-realization.

In which a woman disappears on me. As so many have done. Am I wired to make women disappear?

Cleo dumped me.

In which I realize some things about how I’m crazy, revisiting ancient wounds of loss.

Do I romanticize? I don’t think so. Not so much.

A birthday meal. And a disappearance.