2009-01-16
pocket full of posies.
So the past week has been gloriously and devastatingly and intensely emotional.
I've hit such great highs and lows and I've cried all that I had to. I've cried from happiness and I've cried from rejection, and I realize now how this is what bittersweet would be, condensed into five days and a night without sleep.
I regret things but at the same time I am thankful. My heart opened easily enough to let everything else out and I think, maybe, that I've gotten the pieces back together. Things work out and life goes on. It's the picture we have to get.
I'm okay. This is the year of growing up, I know, it's not going to be easy but it's what I have to do, and am going to.
inquisite at 9:19 p.m.