Oct 10, 2004 21:03
I got the label of a catalyst after I broke up with Rich. That word, that's been following me around ever since. Showing up in horoscopes and career predictions, newspapers and books. Now I'm a catalyst again, setting off all sorts of reactions.
If it were true science, with catalysts and reactions, I would know by now that trying to same experiment over and over again does not give you any different results. But I am no scientist, and love is no science.
I can't even fill up a page of words on this. So many thoughts are running inside my head, tying themselves together like string until I'm so tangled up nothing makes any sense. Why. Why. I just had to mess it all up again.
I am not the catalyst. Homecoming is the catalyst. But maybe the reaction this time is different. It all depends on the variables.