Wounded birds before they rise - Carolyn (Reflecting on my Animas - II)
Recovering from Jolanta, I find both my body and psyche still need to mend. It's a bit rocky for me and with school not working out, thankfully, I gain employment at a beer and wine store near the university. Now and then, I still visit the campus to get a hair cut, and have chats with my hairdresser, Amy. I also begin to make connections at my new job. It's a fun group to work with, some great colleagues. One of them is a young lady, attractive, sweet, and kind. We have great conversations, though I have to wonder, the more I get to know her and myself at this time, are we falling for each other, or simply two people facing similar dilemmas in life when it comes to family, to illness, and our future?
“‘But admit,’ replied signora Emilia, ‘that you do not love in the way you say. For if you did, you would desire only to pleasure your lover and to wish only what she wishes, since this is the law of love. But ... your wishes are not the same as hers.’”
The Rose Bower, 1890, Sir Edward Burne-Jones - Buscot Park, Oxfordshire