by beanalreasa

First, this conversation, from Sunday:

Me: Well, all of that [redacted] was pretty intense.

L: So, what have you learned?

Me:  Um…there’s not any particular thing that I can recall exactly.

L: Great!


This past weekend contained a sneaky ton of bricks.

It has occurred to me that I have been holding in some of my feelings (again!) in effort to maintain my composure, in an attempt to ‘prove’ to myself that I do not need to pay attention to some particular feelings that I’ve been feeling, as of late.

Cryptic post is cryptic.


But now, there’s these new hazy thoughts, which make me grin, and lose my train of thought.