Wednesday, June 01, 2005
It was ugly. But I had to make sure that the dream we had of physically being in the same city, one where we could both work on the difficult, creative crafts we had chosen for ourselves, was never going to happen. I had to try. I had to ask, out loud. I had to KNOW. It was that goal that's kept me here. It wasn't only that, but it was a big part of it. It's over. And I'm done now. In so many more ways than one. I'm just... done. the space where are all the anger was feels empty now. Like it's ready to be filled up with something else.