(This is extra, please see today's installment of Wanderlust below) So a reader commented that she'd love to know what's going on in there. And oddly, my mangled and tortured brain was mulling that over just last night as I fell asleep. And I dozed off with this in my head. It's just a peek, but judging by how Johnny Rose is turning out...it's pretty damn accurate:
I watch her there. And God, is she fucking gorgeous.
Brittle, too. Because Really has been trying to hold up the world.
I know that feeling. I've been there. But holding up the world breaks your spine. One centimeter at a time. It compresses you.
It's a losing battle--trying to hold up the world. I want her to know that. The weight of world always wins.
The lesson is in the letting go...