imagination

I search through intellectual or “logical” steps in order to rid myself of pain, of regret or loss. Because-could it be true- I trust this in myself or in the structure of a logical argument or progression of thoughts toward a “solution”. Even though it is not always a solution, it can resemble one.

There is the joy and the pain, these two words I use in with the formulation of joy of love, of kindness, newness, excitement and openness. And Pain. Pain is of the promises entered into unawares of the outcome, and simply accepting that the outcome was unknowable. Pain is realization. And joy is overcoming.
We can all hope for something meaningful… meaningful that we can hold up as evidence to others or, most importantly, for ourselves, and say, “Look, I am loved. I have a partner devoted.”

(Flying over Iraqi airspace, Brian seated next to me, oh, how I value this…)
I will be in the company of my Geschwistern for the next week and a half in Kuwait. It perhaps matters little where we are…WherEVER provides a backdrop.
Family stays as friends, crushes and lovers come and go… at least that is what I have experienced.
The qualities of pain are different between these types of relationships.