What I had to understand is that you can be a loner and want to be claimed. We’re back to the complexity of life that isn’t this thing or that thing – the boring old binary oppositions – it’s both, held in balance. So simple to write. So hard to do/be. And the people I have hurt, the mistakes I have made, the damage to myself and others, wasn’t poor judgement; it was the place where love had hardened into loss.
