5/13/26 - Constellation of a Flower
It's such a phyrric kind of victory to have certainty towards danger. I know exactly what I'm afraid of, with her. And I want to know everything about her, that's my issue. I find myself hoping I don't hit the wrong notes, but oh, "pink triangle on her sleeve," let me know the truth, let me know the truth. I've been a bit licentious, and greedy. I've been at peace with the uncertainties of my life because I've found tender and sensual friendships unknowable to the reasonable sensibility of my upbringing. I make my own morals with who I bite, it seems like. And yet I can't stop myself from thinking about her. I just... So frustrating, isn't it? I'm too busy to allow myself to feel what I'm feeling about this divination in the form of a lady. She's a omen of what is inside, a card called the future. Scary stuff, huh? I've been putting off my writings and podcastings. I don't feel like waxing about it yet, y'know? I had...