Had one of those conversations with someone tonight where I had to take back all of the nice things I'd ever said or ever thought of them. I'm surprisingly glad that I thought them at the time. Normally I castigate myself for them. How did I ever think this was a good idea? How did I ever think happy could look like this? Or that I deserved for it to work out?
It was one of those times where a few simple flicks of the tongue and it was like the past before didn't matter at all.
I don't mind these things. Letting go is becoming my new hobby.
I'm just ready for a doors blown open conversation that's letting the spring air and sunshine in instead of vitriol and garbage.
In grad news, did some initial sampling for the discourse analysis.
And in personal fitness news, I'm crapping myself about this Bellyfit training this weekend. I've been reminded yet again that I took on too much and told to reschedule, but I won't. Wish me well.
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