Friday Fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhbttt.
I owe a bunch of comments and stuff and a chapter of some fic I used to be writing forty years ago. You guys are gonna get those things in the near future.
But not this eve. Tonight after much consideration I elected to pull the pin with TIG, essentially for reasons of protecting my sobriety. This man freight train whistles to my reckless side, the me who doesn't care about the state of the tracks ahead. Five years ago, we could have made a spectacular and glorious rail disaster together.
But I am not that once-upon-a-time girl anymore.
I'm sure in a few days I'll start to remember all the reasons why. But for now, I'ma go to bed, shed some well-earned tears, and indulge some persistent, logic-lacking, self-absorbed bullshit.
Tomorrow is a new day.
But not this eve. Tonight after much consideration I elected to pull the pin with TIG, essentially for reasons of protecting my sobriety. This man freight train whistles to my reckless side, the me who doesn't care about the state of the tracks ahead. Five years ago, we could have made a spectacular and glorious rail disaster together.
But I am not that once-upon-a-time girl anymore.
I'm sure in a few days I'll start to remember all the reasons why. But for now, I'ma go to bed, shed some well-earned tears, and indulge some persistent, logic-lacking, self-absorbed bullshit.
Tomorrow is a new day.