A dry bike ride into work this morning.

> over a hundred hours of therapy has taught me that while it is very difficult, it is what it is.
> feelings are a funny thing to traipse through.

I made plans last night to be irresponsible and go hang out with R. Thus, it was ironic to get email from M this morning asking me to yield.

These two events have made this morning particularly crazy. Excited, cautious, anxious. The expected and the unexpected collide.

I need to email T back, and I’ve been pondering how long it feels it has been since I had a decent two-sided conversation. Probably since K and I dated?

Man, so many conversations to have, but they’re meaningful so they take so much energy.