As I expected, a ripple of unease ran through my heart. And then I sensed that maybe later in the evening, my heart might just break. So it was Unity Books to the rescue. Joan Didion should do me good according to the shopkeeper’s diagnosis. So I took up his prescription and walked out with two of her most beloved books. ‘Keep my heart intact and help me forget what is not meant to be..’
I’ll sit down on the couch and start flipping through the pages in hope to be free from this temporary but terrible ailment.
I just read On Love by Kahlil Gibran. I shouldn’t have.
Ilamnyuh 
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