I'll probably write about the whole process at some point, but for now... it almost seems that writing about it would somehow taint the purity of the agony. It was so bad that the suffering has travelled in time. Everything that has ever happened and everything that will ever happen is worse than it was a week ago.
So I need some mulling time. Maybe a little perspective. Maybe I'll realise what a privileged position I'm actually in.
But it won't be today, and it won't be tomorrow.
Instead, here's a big green asterisk:
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