i might have posted this before but here it is again because this is home and that’s all.
three hundred and sixty-five
my heart is sore but whole.
my head is buzzing but fine.
my life is good. my life is complete for where it is. nothing comes full circle but this is not the end nor is it the beginning but the middle and a damn good one at that.
i’m going to be good. i’m going to be better. i’m going to be so happy.
because i know this fear comes from feeling vulnerable.
and i’m going to have to embrace that.
three hundred and sixty-four
it’s one more day left in the year, and that is fucking terrifying… i don’t know how next year is going to be, but i have high hopes. i’m in a really bad place mentally right now, and have been for a couple hours, but i’m hoping sleep will make that better. problem is i just don’t know if i’m going to be able to sleep for hours yet, i’ve been going to bed around 5 a.m. lately… i dunno. i want a hug more than anything, sometimes that’s just all it takes to make things alright.
three hundred and sixty-one
this is fucking weird, being so close to being done with the year. 2011 is going to be the best year. i’m saying that right now. so it must be true.





