I sit here and nibble my homemade gingerbread, washing it down with whole milk that I love oh-so-very-much, and ponder.
Life is better, or at least getting better, ever so gradually.
After finding out how many people care recently, I started trying to at least act like I'm care-free.
It's weird when you feel like a shadow lives inside you. Darkness is so easy to let in. How do I get the light back in there?
The more I move on, the more people I let in and let go, the more I feel that some things are unreachable. At least for now.
I should know this by now. You'd think I would, but it's hard to see when it's so close. I had asked myself, "What if I'm not ready when he comes?" but sure enough...
Things work out. For better or worse.
I feel lately, I apply to the Hedgehog's Dilemma.
I think, it most ways, it's true.
The analogy is that of human intimacy.
A hedgehog needs to gather close with the rest of it's kind to get warm for winter, but they can not stay together long, for their quills poke and hurt them.
I didn't know if writing another journal would end up in a deep, thought-provoking, long-a** entry or a quick thoughtless one. I suppose this is somewhere in between.
I find comfort in his warmth, but who "he" is, is unknown.
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I wrote these at a hard time in my life....
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