Fox Wood VI

I think we are losing the magic. We are increasingly superficial. We are not interested in looking inside other people. We chose random lovers, no matter who they are. We enjoy party, we drink beer and the only thing we care about is having sex that night. Yes, sex is fun. But...what does this kind of sex give us? Who are we as the sun rises? Next to whom have we woken up? I think we dont want to accept we are losing interest in people. I think it's much more rewarding to have lovers who give us something more... Is it good to share our bed with someone who does not care about us?

I guess the desire to free our soul sometimes involves solitude.

Take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic. - Frida Kahlo