i haven't written much lately. partly because, i haven't wanted to remember certain things. though inspired, i didn't want to look back on these virtual pages and remember what should be forgotten and trampled over.
on my way down Northshore Dr. to meet Abby for lunch, I heard Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis and remembered how easy it was to remember things I wanted to forget, and how that sick feeling crept into my stomach, and i wanted to bend over and get rid of it. and then today happened, and i realized how less painful it was today. it's not as raw and i loved how beautifully time heals and urges The Move On Process. I think it helps, sometimes I wish time moved fast though : )
