All be Casanova

Depression is gone. Insomnia sinks in. I laid awake in bed for a good 45 minutes before I decided to get back up and take a couple of Tylenol PM and a Mirizapine. I packed another bowl and put the Juno soundtrack on the I Mac, and start listening to Cat Power. Last night, I fell asleep about 5 a.m., woke up at 9.15 and jumped right out of bed.

Alexandria is teething.
I sometimes wonder if we made the right decision when we made love that night. We both wanted a child, and tried just that one time. 9 months later we had a beautiful baby girl.

Sometimes I wonder if you're happy with me... and sometimes, I wonder if I'm happy with you. And we could seperate, but if we don't keep trying, we'd probably just continue the cycle, finding love, then breaking hearts.

I love you, I do. I wonder if it's possible, though, to not be selfish and love others in the same, yet different ways;

I know what the bible says, how it's just not right. But what if I've grown? I'm learning to read between the lines of the book in the light with the right spirit.

I love you, I do... I love the fact you might be the same way; that we can continue to grow old with eachother, and hold eachother tight, until that night that the light goes out...

I want to run sometimes, but it might just be because i'm afraid..

and so then i start thinking about how what I'm afraid of, I relate to demons, but then I turn around and play with fire... and I like it.

Can we just all please be Casanovas?

<3 Molly.