The little handwritten note is sitting on my table.

I just sit and stare.
The number, the extention.
It's been a while since I went to the therapist.
Since I went to the doctor.
Since the doctor sent out that little form with the request for referral.

And I just sit and stare, not knowing if I wanna call back.

I think I'm better.
Better than a few months ( Read more... )

I guess this is a new start.

I think I need that.

A new start it is.