The hard part about living above average hard life is that it saps into your sensitivity and softness.

There is no guarantee that not meeting you might have resulted in me meeting someone else who would reciprocate to the depth of my feeling. Though, I do think I'd have a higher chance to land a better fit than my ex.

Would I still end up where I ( Read more... )

Relationships are a bit like a bus ride. Sometimes you are late. Sometimes you hop on the wrong bus. Sometimes you are alone on the ride. Sometimes you get on the right bus at the right time which gets your to the right destination.

I missed several buses, and I got on several wrong ones. I don't believe the right bus at the right time with right ( Read more... )

Not so long ago I was on a phone with our mutual acquaintance. The conversation veered towards you, and I carefully maneuvered away from that subject.

Afterwards I was thinking how different that was from before when I would carefully maneuver all the conversations towards you.

It is a new side of the same coin. The side that was always a ( Read more... )

While sitting in ER getting checked for a heart attack, I was thinking of our conversation about saying things we want to say while we are still alive. And of course you are right. So so so right. It is best to do it while you still have a chance.

Then I was thinking how there is so much I want to tell you. I thought to write an email. Then I ( Read more... )

Saw 1988 homemade video of a party in Bukhara. I didn't realize at the time, but today I know those moments were a gift. A never to be repeated again type of a gift.

Do you feel like you are what your name represents? What do you really claim for your name?

Re-watched "Closer" last night... What strange things we do in our relationships. We can't love those who love us, we love those who love others, we co-mingle, cross each other in strangest of ways... So strange...

How do you do anything at all? You just do!

Our good conversations had so many good parts. One of my favorite was to experience that sweet delight of anticipation of the next conversation, to only NOT to be disappointed.

Every time I am asked "How well do you deal with the pressure?" during the job interviews, I want to reply with "Well, let's see. For the last 3 years I have been a single mom with 2 kids who are with me 95% of the time. They have shit ton of classes. We are uber social. I have a nanny that helps me twice a week, and cleaning lady that comes once ( Read more... )