rose

What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;

a name is only a label attached by others to define what it means to them. i used to want to label everything, but now i've realized that not everything we have in our lives can be cleanly labelled. somethings are in between definitions and doesn't fit into a clear cut box.

know what it means to you, and let that be it.

for once in a fucking long long time, i'm content, even though i can't really put a name to it.

maybe a few belly dancers had to do with it? i do not know.