This blog is kinda odd. Noone reads it, and still I try to never say to much about my actual life In terms of the people that I know. I never talk about specific events that happen to me. I just wrap them up in strange stories or strange expressions.
It’s certainly self-indulgent.
I do it because I know I will remember things when I read over them, the sorts of things that are so easy to forget day after day.
But today I’m writing something rather direct, something I guess I was scared to admit. I became aware of it, and I didn’t want to put it in words. But I have now so it’s okay. And it’s okay so I can articulate it to myself without fear.
I’ve fallen in love.
I didn’t even realize I was scared of it. But right now at this moment, I’m extremely happy. I never would have guessed that forming it into something real could be so liberating. Le sigh.
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