Resolved.

"Where do I begin?" I asked.
"Never at the beginning," He replied.
"That helps!"
"Doesn't it?"
"It does."

"What are you afraid of?" He asked.
"People will read my thoughts. They will read my thoughts because I am allowing them to."
"What is the worst that can happen?"
"I don't know."
"The unknown is the source of your fear...It is grounded."
"That helps."
"Doesn't it?"
"It does."

"What if no one reads them, or worse, if no one cares for them?" I asked.
"Then you are practising self-therapy."
"What am I trying to deal with?"
"Life."
"Ah yes! That narrows it down."
"Doesn't it?"
"It does."

It is difficult for me to think of loving someone so much that I would die for them. It is hard to imagine that I could be that unselfish. It is hard, but not impossible.

Our humanness makes it possilbe for us to understand each other. Regardless of the language we speak, we can understand each other because we share feelings. We live life, and no matter the circumstances, the human thread is unavoidable.

My goal this year is to love someone more than myself, or at least as much. My question to you: what can be my measure of success?