We know each other, intimately.
It keeps pulling and won’t let go of my being – despite my flurried swats to”Just get off of me!”
It holds me hostage by my own attachments that I’m still discovering.
We know each other, intimately.
It keeps pulling and won’t let go of my being – despite my flurried swats to”Just get off of me!”
It holds me hostage by my own attachments that I’m still discovering.