We spent the day with loved ones from Mexico and Venezuela.
I find both my soul and my appetite sated . . . What is it about
friends who gift us that conversation on a higher level, food
for the soul?! We go along, day after day, existing rather than
living, hungry . . . hungry for what, exactly? I've come to believe
we hunger after the REAL . . . substance, friendship, intellect, soul
connection. Meaningful conversations, our souls reaching out,
longing for that orgasmic moment when the mind is finally satiated.
amistad sin par
honrando a la diosa
corazón lleno
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