I love meditation... I also love sex but since that hasn't been possible and I've been with someone who'd get off the phone or stop video chatting even though that is all you get. I mean, it's bad enough that you're miles away from each other, now a few minutes a week seem like too much and no matter what you say, the face is always long and the temper is sort. And when you lack sex, you get more aggressive, bolder, and you need to rid of that sexual tension somehow.
Which brings me to... Okay, I understand you want to project the strong type while living at your mom's place, and have all the space and the family support and the attention you get from branding me as the bad guy. Well, yeah, I've been moody, and now I got to enjoy time alone, I never resent it solitude for you should be your best company, otherwise you spend too much money at the bar. I like to go out and work here and see my son Esteban and have plans to see Julian soon, and I'm glad she's a lot better but can we start treating each other with decency? Look, indicency has its charm.
I also love to do what Woody Allen described as "making love to someone you care for" or, better yet, what Kevin Spacey called: "Saying hi to my little monster." Masturbation, that is. Of course, the problem is simple: I've been wining and pleading, almost begging which isn't my style, all because of lower levels of testosterone, so the chemical answer seemed to be hit the gym, exercise, meditate fully... now that you have space and time. Enjoy your new-found freedom... As a man, I should be able to love my son without making myself miserable for the fact that he's not physically here with me; fight for him without assuming defeat and imploring mercy, instead show your face and voice from time to time, give her space and don't reassure her that you're here for her. She'll sense that in the most subtle of gestures. I don't want to harvest any bad feelings, but I'm not planting anymore seeds of hope. I think that there's a healthy balance in pursuing things, not clinging to the past, moving forward, sentimental egos aside. When you love someone, you let them be. Give them the same amount of freedom you want. You can use the spare energy on more ambitious goals, reinvent yourself, work harder, keep up the good work. Meditate.
Which brings me to... Okay, I understand you want to project the strong type while living at your mom's place, and have all the space and the family support and the attention you get from branding me as the bad guy. Well, yeah, I've been moody, and now I got to enjoy time alone, I never resent it solitude for you should be your best company, otherwise you spend too much money at the bar. I like to go out and work here and see my son Esteban and have plans to see Julian soon, and I'm glad she's a lot better but can we start treating each other with decency? Look, indicency has its charm.
I also love to do what Woody Allen described as "making love to someone you care for" or, better yet, what Kevin Spacey called: "Saying hi to my little monster." Masturbation, that is. Of course, the problem is simple: I've been wining and pleading, almost begging which isn't my style, all because of lower levels of testosterone, so the chemical answer seemed to be hit the gym, exercise, meditate fully... now that you have space and time. Enjoy your new-found freedom... As a man, I should be able to love my son without making myself miserable for the fact that he's not physically here with me; fight for him without assuming defeat and imploring mercy, instead show your face and voice from time to time, give her space and don't reassure her that you're here for her. She'll sense that in the most subtle of gestures. I don't want to harvest any bad feelings, but I'm not planting anymore seeds of hope. I think that there's a healthy balance in pursuing things, not clinging to the past, moving forward, sentimental egos aside. When you love someone, you let them be. Give them the same amount of freedom you want. You can use the spare energy on more ambitious goals, reinvent yourself, work harder, keep up the good work. Meditate.
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