Trying to sleep last night was a Hellish experience. I couldn’t stop my mind from thinking, or my ears from picking up every creek and hiss and thump of the radiators. I had been working on writing out interpretations of L.’s planetary aspects–two and a half hours of it just before bed. L. phoned me last night and told me something I found surprizing: I bring out her spirituality. I think she’s trying to figure out what she likes about me, and that became it.
(This record is significant because it was the first time someone had ever said such a thing to me, and it caused me to see myself differently. Since that time, numerous people have said the same. Funny to me, because I always felt a little screwed up.)
