Dare I hope to have all myself back again from the grips of animus, yes, you…..now let me be for awhile, too much of you gives us all a bellyache.

Just a cranky old nag with an attitude, said the ageing hippie jerk.

Whatever.

India hated him on sight, and he did her, as both have reported and since that day he and I have crossed swords, so to speak.

Even when saying he didn't want to see me then he left it open the way he said it, like the back door wasn't shut. It's like playing on both sides of the fence, talking out of both sides of his mouth. The ambiguity in his responses to me and the Pavlov syndrone drove me to force the issue or lose my mind.

I forced the issue.

And lost.

Not a surprise.

sigh....back to the drawing board to create a better self....

No hard feelings here, just trying to get over devastation. My heart needs mending. I may never again visit this place where the heart breaks.