The drugs eased, but still
My heart rate slowed to a new low and sleep returned
This time dreaming of the return of a long lost friend
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The drugs eased, but still
My heart rate slowed to a new low and sleep returned
This time dreaming of the return of a long lost friend
…
Sudden thought today: when I feel a need to withdraw, to isolate, I think what I really need to do may depend on why I’m feeling that urge.
Calm river surface
Conceals turbulent wishes
Still drifting forward
.
On observing the particular journey of one close and dear.
I learned something important about myself today.
I need a best friend. Without one, I don’t feel whole.
The simplest acts of kindness can enrich so much.
If they had never started doing those simple favours, we probably never would have gotten to know each other as well as we have
To my future self:
I will admit, I’m a little curious to meet you, but you are quite probably the biggest coward I’ve ever known.
Maybe, just maybe, I’ll be thankful later for your lack of conviction this year.
I wanted to tell him I had to get away, but couldn’t speak up. I tapped him gently on the lower back, a pat to communicate. I thought he’d understand. I thought he understands my silence now. He knows how this machine works. But this time, he didn’t.
Songs can really rewind us.
I cried three times in under twelve hours.
Maybe that’s some sort of progress.
That, or I’m getting worse…
I can’t tell.