Letter of Love #8

Hey,

Should I cut my hair? A lot of people say that when people get a haircut,
it's a sign of deep depression and cutting one's hair is but a ceremony for new
beginnings. Frankly, I fear beginnings, I fear the feeling of not knowing what's
beyond my understanding. I fear beginnings because more often than not, they are
indicative of endings. I know that life is a mere conglomeration of cycles meant
to trap you in a whirlwind of experiences and that alone tires me. I want to be
still, I need you to be still with me.

I need you to keep me grounded just so I won't get caught in yet another
emotional rollercoaster that surely will make me nauseous. I am waiting for you
with great anticipation of finally being able to stop and be contented, at least
emotionally still.

I dream not of us but of life with you. If being still means being still
with you, that is what I want to do for the rest of my life. In the meantime,
let's not stop moving until be bump into each other in the most magical of
moments that will start our eternal stillness.

Continue moving my love... that's what I'm doing, moving towards you.