I deleted it because I sound like the only things that ever happen drag me down. That isn't the case. Sometimes I just get so wrapped up on what isn't going right, that I forget the things that could be so much worse.
Things are going alright. Even being in limbo.
It's been a year. Just a little more.
I've cried more this year than I have ever cried before. I've also smiled more than I ever thought possible, laughing louder and harder at it all. I have been happier, sadder, more wonder-filled, distant, immediate, more hopeful, more helpless, more independant, more in need of support, more stressed, more creative than I have ever been in any period of my life. I have, at the same time, never been more dead and more alive than I am right this moment.
This may or may not be a re-entrance into the world at large. We'll see. But I am always here.
Tomorrow for me.