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attachment Wednesday, Sept. 25, 2002 - 9:54 p.m. Attachment is an ugly, ugly thing. You wake up in the morning still dreaming of that friend, that special someone, that lover who will make your day. Your head is in the clouds as you get ready to embark into the new day. And then suddenly you awake from your dream and you wait. You wait for that phone call, that letter, that message, that kiss. You wait, patiently at first, then pathetically. Eventually you're too angry and you want that someone you're dreaming about to just curl up and die. But still you wait. And something deep inside of you keeps denying that you're waiting for something that will never come. Something that will never arrive. And you deny (to death) that you're not fine. You deny that you are attached. But it kills you. And you're stomach is churning. And still you dream of that person who will make you smile simply by opening the door and blowing you a kiss. Attachment is an ugly, ugly thing. |