strange love (or: how I learned to stop worrying and love people truly)

A black cat crossed my path today, but I feel untouchable. It’s funny the way things work sometimes, the way a heart, completely exposed and raw and touched by the coarse and sharp edges of this place can feel so protected.

I found a catch in everything I’ve ever done. I found a catch in all the glowing parts of my experience. It’s that once they have all come to fruition, I have to give the fruit away. I find protection there, too.