Hi.
I miss you.
don't think this means I have some elaborate scheme to get you, because I don't. If you want me out, I'll walk out. I just need time to readjust.
And the lack of a proper goodbye bites too.
But you know what? I'm sick of being sad. I'm sick of just being the victim while the universe wails on me like the chewtoy I am.
So I'll just keep moving forward. I'll occasionally still look back and feel sad, maybe things will die down and you'll come back, but I think that's just it.
everything is in a state of freefall. I don't know.
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