Birthdays, boys, beaches, backyard croquet.
Hugging bleary-eyed friends as we celebrated the life of the unstoppable Jonny Z. Hugging my little brother, whom I hadn’t seen since Christmas. And good, long talks with some of the people closest to me. Revealing so many things I didn’t know were there to be revealed, both hilarious and poignant. And resolving things too. Sometimes a break-up is most necessary when it’s not necessary at all. I am repeatedly having to rein my focus in.
I’m tired, but my head is clear. I already can’t wait for the weekend, which is a problem since it’s only Monday.
Details upon request. Maybe.