sublime

a chaotic period in my heart and mind. I feel and know that I am here.

a strange time. I played my first team sport since I was nine, feeling inadequate and incapable in ways I had not since my days on the soccer field. a profound experience. I was a child again. grateful to have been in the presence of friends on the field, even without their knowledge of how I felt. the fear and dread was validating for my nine year old self.

I attended the opera with Peter, my grandparents’ dear friend. an evening of entertainment not like anything else I’ve ever seen.

being held by friends. Millie passed through briefly just the other day. Nash and I called on Friday night, filling each other in on where our hearts and heads are at right now. I spent last night with dear ex-stucco friends, and rekindled an old friendship over lunch today. I count my blessings as I pass through each day.

Matilda returned from Europe today. Mum just landed in Rome. I wish I could be with her right now.

I have no idea what I’m doing. at least I liked Barbie.

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