Day 27: Evil Love? – The Breakup

“That’s it! I’ve seen enough! I’m getting on-board with the crop-top-thingy. 90’s is back! And this time I can full-display my flat belly!” – So that’s what I thought about when I woke up this morning. Open windows, summer breeze, heaps of work/studies still to be done, but I’m lethargic, and looking forward to meeting up with Tasha early-evening! A satisfying warm and fuzzy feeling.

Maman brought some fresh flowers from her garden, as she came to drop my Wrangler jeans. Those jeans were too big and she saw that, and stitched it up to my size, to make it small – moms are the best! My birthday gift roses are at full bloom, and favourite flowers (Edelweiss) is back in store.

Watching “Devil at the Crossroads”, cause Danko is singing about him: selling ones soul to the Devil to become the best blues artist there ever was! Robert Johnson. Ha! The notion of heaven and hell and devils and angels. We forget, it’s all here on earth. And sometimes, it’s love that destroys us beyond repair.

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Ominous summer,

a lucky, evil devil loves

at the old crossroads.

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And so I went for a walk with my dog, came across many crossroads in the forest, but the devil in the story remained missing – but, a deer, few foxes, squirrels and birds were all present. Like a Disney story. Peaceful. Happy. Present.

In it all, one song keeps repeating in my head – “I was in your arms, thinking I belonged there, I figured it made sense, building me a fence, building me a home, thinking I’d be strong there… but I was a fool, playing by the rules… But tell me does she kiss like I used to kiss you, does it feel the same when she calls your name… I apologise if it makes you feel bad – seeing me so tense. No self-confidence. But you see… the winner takes it all.”