Attachment, or Something Akin to Courage
“What’s happening to me?” “Oh… You’re… You know… Or in the process of being.” “And what am I to recognize?” “That the warmth of ‘primary’ (or first, in the sense of ‘more rapidly identifiable’) feelings is inconspicuously being joined by the ugly connotations of fixation, along with the severe pain that usually accompanies physical distance.” … Continue reading Attachment, or Something Akin to Courage