i can't even force myself to decompress. if anyone saw me walking atticus this evening they would wonder who the moping idiot was. sitting here i'm still a moping slightly bluthering idiot. and i dont feel any better or any less heavy.
i can't think straight and i'm scared to fall asleep wondering what torment my subconscious is going to bring. and all because i'm so stinking relieved.
i can't even think of a better word to use. "relief" just doesn't seem to cover it.
but i AM loved.
sarah, with her impecable timing, always knows how to bring light into my life.
of course i'll be your valentine sarah!
"tears are the safety valve of the heart when too much pressure is laid on it." ~ albert smith

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