It’s just that when he focuses his extravagant attention on me, it feels like being wrapped in a garment woven of warm gold. Besides, aren’t all experiences of falling in love the projection of our own idealized image onto the beloved?” Georgina got up and walked over to the little table holding the plate of homemade chocolate chip cookies. She picked one up and took a bite. Then she lay back down in the hammock and rocked herself with one foot.
“Falling in love is a projection, but you and Colin are way past the falling in love part. What worries me for you is that you don’t seem to acknowledge his underbelly. You don’t see Colin as others see him. He’s not as nice as you think.”
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