Him.

I tend to write what I see, feel, hear, sense.

And in the last few months, one person dominated my world so much that even fortune tellers were saying I was changing because of him. And regardless of what I was going through, he was always in my thoughts.

There is much to say because he has impacted me in no small way. And while no one may be reading this, my blog serves me best as a outlet for my feelings, an outlet without judgment. So I am glad I can and do and will write about him.

And this is even though I can be judged for my relationship with him. I can also be loved, hated, sympathized, pitied and ridiculed because of it.

Expression is important. To make sense of things, gain a grasp. For even now, even as I go through this little medical situation, even as he has clearly abandoned me, I can't force myself to hate him. Some say I am a sucker for pain, others say I am a classic abused wife. Which is such a joke considering the circumstances. Still, admittedly, I love him. Still.

Enough to find these juicy morsels of art. I don't even know if he is aware of these posters, but for someone who hates his pictures taken, someone else has gone through a lot of trouble to put him in mass media.

Personally, I think it's very creative. I like the communist general one best. Seeing his face in the posters makes me miss him more. You know, I always have a catchphrase for the people I saw on a romantic basis. He asked me what my nickname for him was. And as hard as I try, I can't find some funny yet meaningful glib term for him because the overall feeling is still one of love. Regardless of how badly I may behave about the whole thing. Maybe these posters can give me a clue: maybe he is Mr Would Be Celebrity...or something like that. Or The Reluctant Personality.

Ah well. Wonder where the artist got his pictures though. Hmm. Some ex trick? Naa. The face in the posters look like its been embalmed. An ex trick would have been able to take a hot pic. :-)