Tonight I cried. Not the good kind of cry that you feel better afterwards, but just a cry that you know will have to continue until you face what ever it is that made you cry.
The problem is I am not sure I will ever face it. I like avoiding it and working around it to actually saying or doing anything about it.
It would just be more painful to admit I need help and do the damn thing then to just keep walking by through to my studio.
It's crunch time and shit is down to the wire. I know emotions are running high and I don't want to be the one to throw the shit into the fan but who knows?
Work is good.
Headed to New Mexico soon.
Birthday coming up and all I can think of is seeing my kindred spirit. I miss you my love. I know you know but in case you forgot.
I just have to slowly pull away.
This might be the hardest thing I will ever have to do.
I have to do this for me, and it's time to be honest with you.
-b
