Last night during my walk my ipod played Arthur Russell's 'That's Us/Wild Combination'.... I remembered Hong Kong and the full moon and missing home. And I recalled a friend's comment on my last entry, about gravy... I am on the hunt for not necessarily a harmonious partnership; more, like Russell suggests: a wild combination....
Anyway, I do have amazing 'luck' in life, but alas, super 'bad luck' with men. I ask my wise bud why this is so.. and this is what he shared with me....
him: I don't think there is such a thing as luck..
Just people reacting to people based on impulses
me: yeah, I don't actually believe in luck either, truly. So why is my life so rad?
I do agree with you though.
him: because you make choices and are okay with the results ahead of time. It's hard to not care about things that involve emotions but the more you force yourself to stop caring the more it ends up working. That's what I've found. Leave the details to the devil.
People like feeling appreciated but not needed...
That last phrase hit home. BOOYA. How true is THAT?
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"Leave the details to the devil." Great Line.
On need: My dad gave my mom this 5 x7 wooden frame when they were dating:
"I don't love you because I need you, I need you because I love you."
egsaaaaaaaaacly... (is that how I say it?)
no you say, "Eggs-Zaaaaaaactly"
We've had a whole bunch of "Eggs-Zaaaaaaactly" coversations.
sh%t girly; you KNOOOOOOW it! rock on- loved your last post, ps..... kissssss
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