The master said: “nourish what is for the belly and not the eye.” I am reminded to do what nourishes and does not deplete me.
I lay here pondering my own loneliness and lack of a companion. Contemplating different solutions raises more questions about what I am missing.
Whatever has left me feeling empty will lead me in the pursuit of instant gratification, as an endless cycle of fulfilling what is missing. When I find myself drawn to this gratification process, I can be certain that something more fundamental remains unfulfilled within.
In my marriage I walk alone, shed tears alone, laugh alone and go to sleep alone. This institution is bleak, the foundations crumbling on one side whilst supported by the other side.
