A tale of a “milkmaid and her pail”
ill. : J. Désandré & W.-H. Freeman It’s decided, I’m a Twin Flame.. or maybe a false one. Imagine a person walking out the door one morning, and stumbling upon another who looks so very familiar. They somehow start talking to one another and decide to go for coffee. They realise they have much in common. They feel attraction and ease with one another: a story has started. There will be more coffees, outings, and soon they become intimate. They find their bond to be very special, unlike their previous experiences. One of the two who is familiar with internet trends and all sorts of romanticised labels, even starts identifying with the TF sticker. In any case, after some time the story has its bumps and complications.. ups and downs. In short, what any story is made of. The two separate because it’s become a bit stifling for Person M who needs a breeze, even though Person F would prefer not. In fact the emotional dependency has become so intense for F, it’s close to being an add...