It’s like a Monday, but a little further.

Lots to think about today. It’s not being lonely, it’s that I’m alone. I have so much to say and share! Interesting that I’m so specific about who I share it with, usually with people I hope to know better than those I already know. I’ve been uncomfortably and awkwardly interacting with M and getting a good fill. I can’t really take myself seriously, because I’m being a bit absurd. Or rather, perhaps, I’m maintaining some defensive humility through humor. Under the circumstances, I’ll take what I can get and be happy with it. I’m reluctant to push too hard still. It would be great to have someone to take care of me, of my heart, right now.