April 21, 2011
I just feel like being quiet. Things are very ok and I'm disturbed by that instead of comforted. I feel like everything should still be not so ok, grief should be eating me up inside, but instead it's fine and life moves inexorably onward. What else can we do? I'm going to force myself to assume that this means I'm having a healthy mental transition rather than that I'm a soulless monster, though it's probably the latter.
like a birthday or a pretty view
thinking|this is getting kinda serious|working|