It’s easy to romanticize the people in our lives that mean something to us. We elevate them onto a higher plane that the rest of humanity. They appear glorious and pristine and full of wonders...

You really romanticize the white-trash period of your life,’ Rain once said to me, which I thought was a little hurtful but perhaps true.

…you are my Lady of Shalott lost in a dream of isolation – I care too much for you – I romanticize depression…