Cassandra

"cursed by the gods for not playing by their rules."

I'm smiling

and nobody knows why :P

women

who make the men in their lives their "everything"... what do you leave for yourselves?

where do you come from?

what's your story?

hungry hearts

beat, beat, beat.

Ulysses vs Telemachus

Oh the choices :P

oh!

you're such a pretty thing.

Ottawa

is pretty.

and Hiba is tired :)

Sweet dreams.

These days...

I need to crawl back into my shell... but I can't find it.

You're everywhere. All over the place. I'm not sure how I feel about that just yet... We'll see.

I'm losing certain skills... like that amazing skill to distance myself from... anything/anyone.

I've lost things. Material things. It sucks.

Distractions around me seem to have hit a sky-high rating recently. I want to be as focused as I used to be before people like you "happened" in my life.

I wonder whether all of this matters in the grand scheme of things. Maybe. Probably not, though. Still, I want my damned shell.

this could be good

I see it in the way you look into me. I've seen it before. So I've tried to be careful.

I'm sorry for the barbed wire. For the words that shut you out.

There's no need for that anymore.

I see it. I see you. It's as simple as that today.