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August 13, 2009
Actually, I was wrong yesterday. *Today* marks the year-and-a-half point since the horrible day I mentioned there. But I don't want to think about it again because I cannot wallow again. As much as I 'd like to.

Sometimes I find odd comfort in wallowing, though. It's the emotional equivalent of pressing your tongue against an achy tooth to feel the twang of pain that instantly floods your jaw. The tooth doesn't hurt unless and until you encourage it to. You can very easily leave it alone, but you choose not to.

So, anyway. I was wrong. Carry on. Ahoy!