It’s a rough day. I wake up sick. Nauseated and in pain. My world spinning.
I text Justin as a heads up just to let him know. In case I get a migraine and develop temporary aphasia. It doesn’t happen every time I have a migraine, but perhaps three-quarters of the time when the blood vessels swell and press against my skull, » Read more
Last night I dreamed we got back together. We were still us, but everything had changed. You’d forgiven me for what you thought you couldn’t. And I was just so relieved that you were talking to me again. I didn’t think past your forgiveness. I didn’t think about what would come next. The likelihood that we’d just slip into the same patterns that doomed us before. » Read more