Sunday, October 10, 2010

10-10-10 10:10

Sima tells me, sometimes, that I am a prisoner of my mind in my relationships, that I am not present, in the moment, enough to realize who really loves me and who does not, and to realize that whom I really love and whom I don't.

This is quite a puzzling situation :)

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