It’s been an odd couple days. And I’m feeling somewhat..down.
It’s a struggle to feel less than significant to someone you should never have to have those feelings about. It happens, and you’re left quiet, because the alternative would probably be bad, and not your style.
So you sit and think about it, and turn it over and over in the confines of your mind. I’ll do this until I can let it go, which will come.
For now.. I’ll wish for a place to scream. Somewhere other than my mind.