could I be more vague?
There’s so much that I want to share… so that I can get it out and have my cathartic moment. So I can feel honest. So I can be honest. So I can explain. So I don’t have to explain. It’s not time yet. Soon. There are highs and lows with it. There are moments like last night that everything seemed perfect. Then there are other times that have caused me to question and doubt. Myself. My God. My relationships. I’d like to pretend those doubts don’t exist. I’d like to pretend that what matters is a moment – a feeling… but then I remember that feelings are deceptive. I remember that context matters. I remember that sometimes it’s not the what – it’s the why, it’s the how, and as much as it pains me, it can at times be the who.