the sun is supposed to come out again tomorrow... at least for a while. i am so desperate for this to happen that i've decided to actually believe the weather-caster-folk.
in the meantime, i'm planning on allowing myself to deeply experience the grey and rainy that keeps trying to infiltrate my mood, and maybe even have a good, long, cathartic cry.
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1 comment:
crying is good. I could use a good cry. I'll have to schedule it on my palm though, because otherwise I won't have the time.
Hope your spirits are better soon.
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