Tuesday, December 20, 2005

randomness sixty-six...

i can tell i'm getting better. i don't wake up sad anymore and i actually saw J from my apartment window yesterday as he was walking to the bus stop and it didn't even hurt. not a twinge. (of course he was alone though.)

and i didn't even bother to mention it until now.

i can tell i'm getting better because my potty mouth has returned and everything isn't tempered by grief and insecurity anymore. or as much anyway.

i can tell i'm getting better because it's all "fuck this" and "load of shit" that instead of "raindrops wash down soot covered windows as i lay silently weeping".

hahaha. god, i can be so dramatic.

and i love that about myself.


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