F says, even when reading books, do not take it seriously. But I am definitely swinging back to my emotional self. Maybe I was too emotional for too long, so the teaching of F was very well received when I needed a way out. Then I was out, I was rational, and I was wise, but I felt disatisfied. I wanted to move with passion again. So I go to J, to get away from the lightness of being that F is teaching. I want something rich, something thick, something colorful, something human, something faulty, something real. F is out of this world, or rather, above this world.

Where do I want to be? I swing, swing, swing, and never stop.