From the Bookshelf of Turning Pages At Midnight…

The first step to understanding anything - whether it's the Bible or Fifty Shades of Grey- is acknowledging that we come to it with agendas of our own. We want it to mean something, w

The first step to understanding anything - whether it's the Bible or Fifty Shades of Grey- is acknowledging that we come to it with agendas of our own. We want it to mean something, we are biased whether we know it or not, and usually what we walk away with is what we want to walk away with.

There's this vibrating in my bones, in my blood, somewhere on the cellular level, a vibration like every single one of my atoms wants to fly away and fuse to his atoms. This is more than wanting to bleed or bruise or kneel, this is more than listening to the same speech over and over, sacrificing sleep and time to go over policies and strategies. This is wanting to come apart for him, literally. This is wanting to burrow so deeply inside of him that he has to carry me with him forever. This is being flayed open, bleeding, whipped, scourged, just wounds on top of wounds on top of wounds, each wound a whisper of promise.