May 072012
The last few weeks have been dangerous and stupid, utterly dissociated and full of hopeful flailing. I have not been true to myself. I have not been true to others. I have shied away from friends and filled my head with static in the hopes of creating something soft out of glass fragments.
This morning I came back from wherever I was.
Today is day one.
Love to all. Even you, whoever you were.
It makes me happy that we can always look forward to a Day 1. Wishing you an even better Day 2 to infinity.
Grace, peace and love, brother. I second what Lisa said.
and love to you, on whatever version of Day 1 you are. (thank God for new beginnings, is what I guess I’m saying)
Day 1. Resurrection. New life. It’s a promise.
Even for you.
Seriously, though, one day you’ll look back on it all and you’ll still be unsure. Like all the rest of us.