Cold squishiness inside

It’s strange the way things can turn.

I’ve felt such lovely things recently, and while in some ways it’s for the best I guess, I regret that I have to let some things go. I refuse to hold onto things.

It’s sad, because I love to challenge myself, I love to explore. Now things are back to the mundane, I have to get used to that again.

Some things just can’t be typed into the cybervoid.