I Believe In Love
Yes, I believe in it... Just wondering why, as I age, it seems more and more elusive? She lay beside me each night, we touch, make love, smile, say the words - but still I struggle with an empty feeling inside. It is not all encompassing, the empty feeling. Just a dark blip on the radar; a pinhole. But it is enough to make me reflect on every aspect of our relationship... from the simple questions like "Am I happy?" To the more complex, "Am I HAPPY?". From there my brains spirals and hurdles toward thinking maybe she is with a sociopath. Then I begin to think I am simply overthinking everything.
Perhaps it is time to meditate. Quiet my monkey mind and trust the larger world.
Perhaps it is time to meditate. Quiet my monkey mind and trust the larger world.