Hi everyone. This is Ann’s heart wielding the keyboard right now. Not her head. While I do come out to play, I’m not usually allowed free rein here. I’m usually tightly bound by her analysis and her intellect.
But one of you said you didn’t think I was in love with Tony. And I knew I had to speak. So I’ve snuck out while she’s otherwise occupied. But I have to keep it short because she notices when I’m gone, now that she’s taken down the brick walls that used to surround me.
Ann told me I’m just one piece of what makes her want to be with someone. But when I went along on that first date with Tony, something happened – and it was all because of me – it was as if my partner-in-crime, my soul, sat up and started paying attention.
Hello, Tony, I SEE you. You KNOW me. We are the same and we connect on a level far deeper than what her brain has figured out.
Hello, Tony. You desirer of new things. Different things. More things.
You are Just. Like. Me.
You see, I know Tony was thrown into his situation and it’s as if his behaviours and habits and tendencies haven’t allowed that beautiful seeker soul of his to be set free. I have advice to give his heart and soul about how to free ourselves from these reins. I have some experience with my boss, Ann’s brain, which is really good at analyzing things into oblivion.
I know Tony doesn’t know how to make it all happen. Doesn’t know how to start the journey he’s been dying to make. Everything from food to travel to fun to sex.
Me and the soul get him. My soul is like him. And I made Ann fall in love with him for this very reason. She tried and failed to thwart me.
It’s too bad Tony couldn’t get his shit together. He hurt my feelings.
But you know – perhaps this go round it’s not meant to be. I am curious how he makes out over the next few months. And how she does. Perhaps there’s another soul out there who will speak to me as deeply as Tony’s did.
No matter what, I hope to see him again: his beautiful soul. I will recognize him when I do.