No argument until later
03/23/2008 05:55 a.m.

Tonight he comes home from work, and tells me that he doesn't want to leave me, that he loves me for thinking of his future and his happiness, but that he is happy here with me and why would he want to go anywhere different? He said he would, in a different world perhaps, love to have children, but that he is just as happy to not have to fret about bringing children into this age of kaliyuga (the age of quarrell and chaos and hypocrasy). And his argument included how difficult it would be to find a girl like me. I opened my mouth to protest, but he gently put his finger over it to quiet me.

*shaking my head*

This world perplexes me. Jeremiah is a mystery.

(but at least I can take a breath without crying)



I am currently Calm
I am listening to miah play the guitar