Ah, I have been an ass. And I'm still paying for it.
Today in the morning I witnessed clear skies with drifting snow. It was really nice. Cold as shit, but still nice.
This morning I had a flashback of an image I had years ago. In the strong wind with the drifting snow, monks meditating in the snow, like I dreamt ages ago.
I wondered if maybe with the little spark that's inside me I could warm up a circle to keep me warm.
What would I not give to always simply feel warm inside?
I want to be loved for whatever I am.
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