"My partner is so much like me, yet I fight with her..
Because sometimes I need to fight myself. "































































As is the wont of most of my contemplations, the seeds are first sown by observations from daily life.  Seeds, that I guess, are normally sown in anybody for that matter.  The only 'extra' help, probably, that I lend is to hang on to the moment and let it linger until loneliness comes by and waters the seeds into growing roots.  Some roots consolidate your personality, while the others just serve to entangle you into a mesh.  Yet without roots, there can never be real convictions.
 
Today I watched a movie, and something lingered...