I tend to be a live out loud kinda girl.
well...sometimes life is just so heavy. So intense. So overwhemling. That it brings out the recluse in me.
The thing is...I know it'll pass. It always does. And I'll learn something. Grow. Hopefully. Survive. Certainly. Because I have to.
It's just right now. In this particular heavy moment. I would much rather run away to some tropical paradise and sip martinis until Jonathan calls to tell me Trevy's back at home. Happy. And seizure free. With a new head of curls covering the scar and bouncing around the house.
I am a coward after all. I've never denied that.
And I really don't want to live through this next month.
Which is probably why my posts will be random. At best.