"I don't consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin."
Leonard Cohen
Stumbling across this quote this morning after last night was...strange
Everything about this past month has been just that. Stange.
I have never known something to click so perfectly, but be so utterly fatally flawed.
The quote above captures last nights discussion well. The importance of fully embracing all emotions, not just the good but the crappy ones too, and the way misery can act as a powerful muse at times.
A silver lining to an otherwise devastating emotion.
This is shit. It sucks.
I don't know how to articulate it, or make sense of it.
Part of me doesn't want to. I can keep it a romantic, private mess this way.
But I miss him, and its been 8 hours. And sorry Leonard, I don't want to feel soaked to the skin.
In this case, I think that would be too much to bare.
