2005.07.23
Picking up the pieces
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And here we are, a week since last post. Has it been only one? It feels so much longer, a month, a year, like someone else and another lifetime ago. No, I haven’t been reading, though my last entry would make it easy to assume so — instead, I’ve been lying in the dark: stretched out, spread thin. Suddenly, I’m everyone’s excuse, everyone’s target, and there isn’t enough of me left to give.
There’s another me, somewhere, who would thrive in situations like this. I’m not her. I’ve never been there.
If I’ve slighted you, or ignored you, I apologize, truly. I just need a little time to pick up the pieces.