Sep 25, 2020 /
Diary of One Who Disappeared
A man meets a woman by chance. They share a fleeting moment of connection. A brief fleeting moment. She then leaves and goes on with her life. He does not. He remains transfixed and stuck. His captivation turns to obsession. He is unable to think of anything but her. He is unable to live without her. We have heard this story all too many times before. Seeming gestures of love, generosity and compassion have the power to lure one into the promise of romance – yes – but what is often not spoken of is the slippery slope to delusion and the desire to control that an unbound pursuit of this ‘ideal’ may induce.