The grand thing about daily meditation and vegetarianism is that somehow life prepares you for non-attachment.
Detached from romantic love.
Detached from money.
Remembering although your parents love you and you love them, they too will pass.
Remembering that wealth and even friends don't come with you to the afterlife.
I've had a love affair with something for 11 years now.
Recent events led me to uncover that I no longer care.
Because I don't want it anymore.
Subsequently, realising that the romanticised image no longer appeals to me.
And with that, that something I loved for 11 years, I finally don't anymore.
I shed a couple of tears for it and wrote this post to close the door behind me.
I'm sorry my loves, I don't love you guys anymore.
Nah, not talking about Mr. P.