I feel so full and so ready to share that with someone else...it's a warm night here, all the windows are open and here I sit...reading and writing and thinking myself into a stupor...
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I believe very strongly that there is a reason for all of this but right now I feel cheated. I resent being stunned by something I was never sure existed...being shown how open and unafraid I could be...and then having it held out of reach. Screw you, fate.
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I, I, I...this page is turning into a confessional. Blah.
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