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one round of the sun, and too many cigarettes later, my soul, ego, and sanity remain intact. despite the sleeplessness, the inner tsunami, and the feeling of having one foot in one world, and the other elsewhere, both feet are now miraculously following the same trail. it's not the one i professed to, over a decade ago... and for that there should be some disappointment. however, it would be much more disappointing to be mired in that seemingly-permanent limbo that i've exiled myself to, for almost a solid year. so, yeah... first to the lawyer, then the shuffle of papers to the mediator, then the judge. then it's over. just like that. a candle snuffed out. not ecstatic. not devastated. not married. what a strange fucking life this is. on to more pleasant things. my mind needs it. next round of the sun. |
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