Each time I face a conflict with another person, I realise that it is merely a clash of what each of us wants. Ever so often I find that I don’t want it as much as they do and I let go, which seems like I’m giving in.
I think I’ve become blissfully somnabulistic to the world. I don’t remember the last time I wanted something so much that I wanted to fight for it. Or even stand and wait for it.
The flip side of learning that there is nothing and no one that you cannot live without, is realising that there is nothing and no one to live for.