When we are beyond threshold, there is nothing we can do. It’s like losing steering and we can’t take our foot off the gas.

I judge her freedom. I envy it. I wish to want it, but I don’t.

Whether it’s conscious or unconscious, we all do it.

I mustn't let anyone get close enough to me to see ‘the thing.’

I knew it, but I didn’t want to know it.

Even though we shared a rare connection, it simply wasn’t a fit.