Wow.
More like three days at a time.
It’s been interesting.
Had some not-so-fun things happen.
Been doing a lot of thinking.
Wow.
Been saying that a lot, too.
I will not fall into the trap.
I will not go back to the familiar.
I will not “forget” important parts of my life.
But I will place them carefully in the past where they belong.
They are and always will be a part of me.
They cannot be erased.
I will remember the past.
I will live in the present.
And I will look to the future.
And I will always look UP.
I never realized how much not being able to use the thumb on your dominant hand would affect everything.
Ack.
Day Thirty-Five is just fine. But my thumb really hurts. :)
It’s a nice day today.
I hope it stays that way.
:)
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Day Thirty-Two.
Day of driving.
Day of sorting.
Day of unpacking and packing and unpacking again..
Day of realization that I can’t help those who don’t want it, don’t think they need it, and don’t like themselves enough to want to get better.
Day of fourth anti-anniversary.
Day of sadness.
Day of necessity.
Day of singing again.
Day of star-gazing.
Day of looking UP.
Day Thirty-One almost got me. Yup, it almost took me and swallowed me whole, to be lost again. But I wouldn’t let it. I got up, I fed the cat, I made coffee, and I went outside. It is raining here. At first, I tried to avoid it. But then I stopped. I stood in the rain. I remembered running around in the summer rains when I was a kid. I remembered how much I loved it. And I stood in the rain. I let the drops land on me and slowly…slowly…the bad feelings started to pass. And the rain subsided and I opened my eyes.
Day Thirty-One almost got me. But it didn’t.
Looking forward to Day Thirty-Two.
