when you looking at your bank transactions like
"what the fuck did i spent $50 on at walmart?"
She is not “my girl.”
She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.
How much more blessed can I be?"
— Avraham Chaim, Thoughts after The Alchemist (via joielalune)