"You're a better teacher than me," I'd confess.
"It's not that, I'm a better teacher than you. Its that two is better than one," he'd reason.
What appears to be advancement or superiority is just evidence of how efficient the arrangement of a partnership is.
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That's my unrealistic rationalization. A hopeful comfort. A wish on a star that burnt away years ago.
That's star... doesn't exist.
Maybe it never existed.
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Finding Joy
PoetryI never spent time seeking joy. I only spent time making a bed comfortable enough in sadness to bare it. Now, I'll see and work at finding joy. This is a continuation of "We Are the Normal Ones: Memoirs of a Fallen Human".
