People keep asking me if I have cravings. It's hard to define... I do but cravings for food that I miss, rather than new dishes. Sushi (shiok maki!) and sashimi!
We are always demanding the truth. Persisting until everything is laid bare to us. And so we think we can handle the truth, but can we... really? Now that I know, there are some moments where I think ignorance is bliss. Though the truth has simmered the hurt somehow.