Dec 21, 2017

Dancing in the dark

It is not particularly gloomy, as I see a light. And I know I have to keep dancing, which is not terribly a bad idea, as the show must go on anyway. But, nevertheless, it is not easy to negotiate between serving and asking or, perhaps, between loving and wanting.

I understand it is not a dichotomy but rather a spectrum, on which there seems to be a sweet spot to figure out. Still, I cannot help wondering maybe I am dancing on the wrong stage; the matter is more complex, requiring different perspectives. Well, there are lots to learn in living with someone, and I am happy to dance in the dark.