one day in their presence - and granted it's great - they love me blindly...no matter what crazy thought I throw out there it's caught in their net and hugs are thrown back at me...but...why is it - the more I DON'T want to be loved....the more I feel I AM actually loved???
I just sit in the back seat these past 2 days and as pops was a Brigade Commander in the Swedish Military - he lets me talk of the civil war and only then do my eyes light up...but aside from that my thoughts stray to the blue forbidden land...
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