And Now

I was at Starbucks.


Relived that day last night. That weekend. In detail. Bringing back all the emotional overload that I was under the entire weekend. Laying there, trembling, just as I had then. I could see everything there in front of me.

If the events of this week hadnt happened the way they did, I'd spend all of tomorrow preparing for the weekend... It's sad to think about. So we wont go there. So much excitement Sunday night... anticipation. No knowing it was going to go away. I keep thinking it was something I did... something I did wrong causing me to be punished in a most cruel way. But we werent going there...


It's hard to believe all of what's happened, in such a short amount of time. So much traveling, through myself, weaving myself through emotion.

So much is going through my head right now. Missing, longing, happy, sad... I need a way. Anyway that is thrown at me. Absolutely anything... Get me there. Please.