We do for others because we don't know how to do for ourselves. We do for others because we feel it is the only way to make up for the damage we feel our craziness is doing to society. We do for others because it makes us feel good when nothing else in the whole world does, not even pills. We stay quiet and sit in the corner because others seem so much more needy. We require so little, you and I. A fact which does not sit well with others who would label us as too much to handle. When in truth, all those such as us really need is a bit of understanding, a bit of reciprocation, maybe a touch on the cheek once in a while and a sly wink. The rest of the world is needy. I'd rather be crazy. ~~Aimee

Sunday, 27 November 2011

For Those Ten Minutes

Every morning Jigger gets ready for bed and as he turns the light off, I snuggle in beside him. I rest my head in the crook of his arm and we conversate. For just a moment. Usually we don't talk to each other. Not because of anger or disagreements, but just because. Neither of us are chit-chatters. We both are comfortable sitting in the silence that floats between the words. We don't feel the need to fill the void with idle sounds and letters.

Except for those ten minutes. 

They demand to be filled and we willingly oblige. Then as quickly as the letters come together, they disappear and the silence takes its place once again. And I lie there, safe, knowing that I'm protected. For those ten minutes. 

Then sleep comes and Jigger turns over and I get up. Turn my computer on and continue to work for another 4-5 hrs before finally I climb back in beside him. I gently tickle his hair and he turns and back into the crook I go. It's a dance we both know well and we each play our part. Willingly. Without fear, without worry, without doubt. For those ten minutes.

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