december 24th, 2021

"disidentification, so what does it matter," desire playing out disinhibited in comfy isolation versus conforming to the certainty of
a given reality, great sadness because one would like idealistically not to even have to CHOOSE (this choice being quite meaningful)
to love another but for it to be outright irresistible. the irony. there is HARDLY any ambiguity or confusion about love - it SEEMS
like, if there is sufficient honesty, all the inherent contradictions & absurdities present themselves in any given occasion of it