Wednesday, January 11, 2012

A Day.

Today was a day. Just a day. There were tears, there was discomfort. There was also laughter and love and friends. And chai lattés. There was a boyfriend who just wanted to love and help, there was a me who was struggling for unknown reasons. There was thought and food and stinging eyes and exhaustion.

Now, there will be bed.

And tomorrow will be another day. Fresh. New. Open.

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