"What should I do about the wild and the tame? The wild heart that wants to be free, and the tame heart that wants to come home. I want to be held. I don't want you to come too close. I want you to scoop me up and bring me home at nights. I don't want to tell you where I am. I want to keep a place among the rocks where no one can find me. I want to be with you." -Jeanette Winterson
Ms. Winterson always gets it soright. She's who I read if I feel like quietly crying in my bed at night, only to fall asleep and dream of failed romances. But is there ever a "failed" romance? What would make a relationship successful? We are all just a bunch of weirdos who... Who I dunno. I think I'll just leave it at "we are all just a bunch of weirdos."
I miss him.
(But who is he?)