On wayward homes..

For too long I put in way more than I would get. But at a certain point you become more attached to the nostalgia than the person.

Such imbalances are inherently unstable. You cannot force your attention on someone who no longer wants it.

You can prioritize someone and always find time for them but if they don’t have the same drive then there’s no point.

The night sky of your youth will always be different then the one you look up at later in life afterall.

So I do not mourn for the points in the sky that burned out with time any more than I do those who do not wish to keep strong the ties that once bound us together.

Though I do remember the friend that once said of me “You are the foster home for wayward women. Once they find some stability and support with you, they gone”.

You really are an asshole, Dan. Even if you are right.