What do people want? Well, you really can’t talk about wants until you talk about needs.
I’m pretty good at walking away from things – probably too good, in fact.
I know I should try harder to make her feel necessary in my life. It totally freaked her when I said I didn’t need her anymore. But isn’t that the whole point of growing up? A healthy bird can fly the nest? Roots and wings and all that Hallmarky crap?
Now think of life in the same terms. Start over when you have to. Make a second draft. Or a third. Embrace the chance you have to do things over again in a different, better, wiser way.
What’s wrong with just talking? Isn’t that why bars were invented? So you could talk to somebody over a drink – as opposed to sitting at home alone getting sloshed?
Just like old librarians, old coins are often more valuable than they appear at face value.
Is that what I wanted? To be in the middle of something complicated and dramatic? To be a cheerleader for someone else’s romance? Or to have a romance of my own?
I walked down Paseo del Prado, losing myself to the sights, sounds, and dense magic of the city. There’s something weirdly calming about being alone in a big city. It made me feel like the universe was hugely generous, and that my species was so damn smart to have constructed such a beautiful city.