It has been quite a while since I posted about retiring from SL emotional scene…. and guess…
It didn’t work. Still loving and being loved. But nobody can simply stop loving, isn’t it? At least I should be able to avoid new relations?
It didn’t work. Some people is so wonderful, you can’t avoid loving them. Of course, being close friends and hetero, the passionate side is somehow limited. Oh, yes, don’t get me started about when I said I would renounce to sex!
It didn’t work… much. Sex is a delicate thing, after all.
Stressful relations became easier. Old mistakes (mostly mine), if not forgotten, at least are forgiven. Some I am just learning to love, but very, very carefully and slowly. Some I loved so much, with such intensity… and now embers is all is left.
I am not deluding myself; I know it would only take a loving breath for those embers to jump into burning flames. But just now, it isn’t what I want. I keep the embers alive, and they keep me alive, too. That’s all I need.
And maybe roast some chestnuts.
When you have lived the peaks and the valleys, plains may look dull. But if you have seen the wind caressing the grass, the sun slowly hiding behind the horizon, you know there is a soft, quiet beauty in plains.
It feels like Autumn.