midnight
still losing the edge.
but digging in deeper to hold grip.
the tears are normal now. i dont know what else to do.
i have thank you cards to write, but i'll probably never get to them.
ive gotten to this neat point of despair, but its better than yesterday. at least now i feel like i'm attempting to walk through old jello instead of drying cement. actually i dont know if either of those are all that great, but at least the jello might still taste good.
it all comes down to my fault in the end. which is the stickiest part.
but digging in deeper to hold grip.
the tears are normal now. i dont know what else to do.
i have thank you cards to write, but i'll probably never get to them.
ive gotten to this neat point of despair, but its better than yesterday. at least now i feel like i'm attempting to walk through old jello instead of drying cement. actually i dont know if either of those are all that great, but at least the jello might still taste good.
it all comes down to my fault in the end. which is the stickiest part.