art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over."
yet I understand.
Socializing is as exhausting as giving blood. We loners have a smaller tolerance for what it takes to be with others. It means having to perform. I get so tired of communicating.
and took a deep breath of the flower-scented air. It was dearer to her than her kin, better than a lover, wiser than a book. And for a moment she rediscovered the purpose of her life. She was here on earth to absorb its wild enchantment. ~Boris Pasternak, "Doctor Zhivago"
as undiscovered territory
but the truth was,
they met and they loved
where neither of them lived,
in the wild places between them,
in the swamps and wetlands,
in the untamed forests
and water-less deserts
on the outskirts of their lives.
And each time they met, each...