I spend some time when I am alone thinking about guilt. I don’t really feel any. It seems a worthless pursuit. I feel harmed, abandoned, disillusioned among many things.
I do not feel ashamed, but I know I must keep my dalliance a secret to ensure safety until the day I can leave. That day shall be on or before December 10, 2014.
I spend more time thinking about happiness, however. I know the day I go won’t guarantee happiness.
I know my lover isn’t the key to happiness either.
Happiness is about stealing moments.
I question love also but I believe it is still a good thing.