Last night’s talk was another sedative…left me high up in the air feeling all bubbly and light and yes, addicted. If it weren’t for other commitments, I would’ve had an overdose. I guess this is how balance in the entire cosmos is attained. For life to continue on, one form of pleasantness has to end and give way to..uhh…ugliness? Hehe…wait, i got it: …give way to the “not pleasant”. This is how we manage to become sane. Although sometimes we have to be insane (thus the sedate-feeling limited overnight talks).

Taboos have been touched on and it feels tempting to hold on to it (nah, he’s not gonna be able to read this anyhoo). Dwelling on the part of the thin line that separates the pleasure principle from the reality principle (I’m talking Freud here) is ecstatic! And I would expect someone else to be engrossed by it…but not me. And yet I have been which is silly and at the same time both disappointing but hypnotizing.

You’d swear those words could fill you up… and I wanna be filled.