Yuri and I Fought
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Sunday. Proper argument today. Not cute. Not one of those disagreements couples retell later because secretly nothing was at stake. We both got angry and both became more interested in being correctly understood than in understanding the other person, which is a remarkably efficient way to make a conversation worse. I’m not putting the subject here because if I write it while still annoyed I will naturally produce a version in which I am reasonable and Yuri is a visiting idiot. That’s not fair. Eventually we talked properly. Nobody dramatically walked away. Nobody announced a breakup. We are still together.
Love survives being irritating.
Useful discovery.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.