The random thoughts of an architect-turned- lawyer from the deep south living in Washington, DC...
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Something hit me yesterday. I don't know why it hit or how it hit, but it hit. And when it did, the tears came rushing. Fuck him for making the tears flow so many days/weeks/months later on just any plain Thursday. I don't know if I heard a song, or if he appeared in a dream or if I smelled a smell. All I know is that out of nowhere he was there again. He was everywhere. Everywhere I didn't want him to be. And I cried. I cried for the first time since I thought I let go.
