After months of discussions and having finally seen me at my worst, my Brussels sprout of a doctor has reached the conclusion that my problem is that I need love. I agree with him. Lack of love and knowledge on the how to are a running theme of my life, to the point that I stopped letting myself be attracted to somebody, letting close to anybody because all that I could do was to watch it disappear in a sea of pain and bitterness. Because I thought that I didn't deserve any love. But I have now reached the conclusion that I paid my dues and I will pay future dues when the moment comes. Life will provide to that, no need for me to do the Goddess 'job. Only her work. So, here I am thinking of ways to love myself, others and the world that has been given us. Precious gift that we do not look after enough. Spending the afternoon trying to unbug Manu's PC and chatting up in the meantime. To stop talking is always a task for us. I have to remind to ask her to copy No quarter for me. Aaaah, Robert Plant in leather trousers. Blessed be.