"The things we do just to stay alive..." -City and Colour 'Day Old Hate'
I cry sanctuary.
It's refreshing to have this blog, this wide open secret, that no one reads, that no one grades or marks or comments on. There is no one to hold me accountable for these words.
I did it. I fell in love (again, and didn't expect it to come so violently). And I am fighting it tooth and nail.
How safe it is to feel safe, and how dangerous it is to feel so wanted. How complex is it to feel both things at the same time?
I am in the rain, I am standing with my hands thrown up at the sky.
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