“I speak the truth, not so much as I would, but as much as I dare; and I dare a little more as I grow older.”
- Montaigne
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she said it under her breath, so softly I almost missed it – as though she was embarrased to ask
Not sure what it was she had in mind but it got my attention. I admired her for it – take what you want, ask for what you want, want what you want and do not be ashamed of it.
Me – I’m so warped by the expectations of others I don’t even know what I want most of the time. Not this time though, this time I took what I wanted. Thing is – now I want more.
Working his shit job, living just to exist…jaCk knows it dosn’t have to be this way. He could give it up, sell the house, move back north where he belongs. Buy some piece of bush where the dogs could run wild, drive a logging truck, build his own shack. Read his books, walk in the forest, ski, swim in the creeks.
Only thing is, would she go with me.

