Moving on
So, now is the time to move on, to take on the next, the more intimate things, the joyful and loving things, the supporting and listen things. This is just what should happen, and it is time to forget those things I hang on to as unfair.
Beset as I was for much of the day with the empty gnawing feeling that all is pointless, even the pointlessness is pointles as it has all been done before, existential angst, etc. Yet here I am penning these words, pointlessly.
And Now?
Earlier, I found myself in an awkward situation, I panicked and withdrew. Now what...
