Brenda Has Chosen Me

"Follow me reader! Who ever told you there is no such thing in the world as real, true, everlasting love? May the liar have his despicable tongue cut out!

Follow me, my reader, and only me and I'll show you that kind of love!

No! The Master was mistaken that night in the hospital when just after midnight, he told Ivan bitterly that she had forgotten him. That could never be. Of course she hadn't forgotten him."

-From The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov

Brenda didn't forget about me. She called last night and she's figured out the things she needed to figure out and we are together. Well, technically I am in Chicago and she is in California where I left her for this work thing, but we were together last night and I have every confidence that we will be together again when I return. I don't know what this will do to my journey toward self-actualization, but I suppose I can take that up with MHP (my mental health professional) on Monday. Besides, if you compare Maslow's pyramid with the USDA food pyramid, self-actualization is just that little triangle at the top - like the little sliver devoted to fats. Most people should do without it. How's that for a rationalization?

The photograph is one that I took on New Year's eve a couple of years ago from the window of an apartment overlooking the Borgo San Lorenzo in Florence, Italy. I celebrated that night. I celebrate now.

This is me hoping for a swell Chi-town adventure tonight involving deep-dish pizza and good blues.

Thanks for playing.