nothin in particular is prompting this rant except that it was a conversation worth mentioning(reminding)...

we were working working working typing clicking 140 characters a minute working and had an epiphany as we type and click and talk about life while we work and type as the earth turns....

I don't want to be in love with anyone who is (co)dependant or insulted by my work ethic... it would be the lovliest arrangement to find someone who is fulfilled in thier flyness whom I can be fly right next to. right next to. right next to. (sounds like some spoken word if you say it aloud)

I knowledge as we are younger we wish for a thing that completes us, however, when we are whole beings...(WHOLE not hole beings) it makes more sense to have a partner whom you sit right next to. walk right next to. run and fly right next to.

we've all done that other: vanity, jealousy, envy, possesiveness, secrets, stacking bones in the closet type so-called love. gone so far as to attempt to fit my figure into someone elses old used box. all that pain and extreme discomfort in hopes of some "completion"

i really enjoy pleasure. not gluttonous, just extremely sensitive. it don't take much either way. so good is good and good is God and thats all we dealing with goin forward...

another fyi: guilt is like the sound of the gun at the beginning of the race. run!