September 12, 2011

Part of me expected everything to just fall apart, but it didn't. Or maybe it did, while I was busy stressing over what didn't happen, and what could've happened and a million other small, insignificant things, and I didn't notice. I didn't fall into a deep abyss, and neither did I spend a few months spiralling downwards into depression. Maybe I'd known all along that this was the best thing that could possibly happen.


  1. True !

    and ...whoa, you write really well!

  2. I appreciate these little thoughts.
    I appreciate the way you communicate them.