fire

nope. i checked. i'm still fallen for you.

the difference is that the dream of fulfillment is dying. the emotions that fueled the irrational fantasy are running out. so what's left now is sort of like that guy from Greek mythology, the one who stole fire from the gods.

he burned pretty brightly for awhile, toured around and stuff. but later on he got caught and then chained to a rock, where birds came and ate his innards every day and he was reborn each morning to be eaten alive again and again.

being morbid and pseudo-historical with my metaphors is a really classy way of throwing a pity-party. but it's also important (in this case) to be real and track the progress of this strange, one-of-a-kind animal.

#geotagged #research #fml