Black hole rabbit's realm

I met a positive man who is a caregiver to both of his autistic sons. We were having a casual conversation about some life struggles, and I didn't expect him to send my broken heart into another hollow space. If he can survive all that and come out so angelically strong, what will be done to me is probably just a pinch of salt. I know that if I had more dimes, I could offer him more help. I have to set my life's purposes aside for realistic goals to take precedence.

She assumed the hidden wounds behind my back:

She said to me coldly, "I guess you are definitely not a PR kind of person." I was taken aback, but I smiled politely in silence first. It's not that I am not easy-going or nice, it's just that I am not open to everyone casually to their convenience.

I learned my last lesson hard. I understand how to filter and focus better now. I will just let her enjoy my butter on her bread twice. And I hope we will never share a table ever again.

I met a beautiful woman. Every sentence that she argued with an air of justice made me smile with envy I can't seem to hide. She is literally the kind of woman I aspired to be. Looks, charms, brain, heart, capabilities, and a purpose to serve mankind. Well, hope I still get a chance to do what she did in a different robe.

Everything is shifting sacredly, and I understand it's a necessary transition. May the force be with me this time, for real and for good.

You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore. ― William Faulkner