Just dropped Mom at the airport, alone again. I struggle in my relationship with her but it was good to have company this week. At the same time, I haven’t had a chance to release this sadness. I really need to do that this weekend.
I don’t know why I’m so hopeful that things will turn around. Actually, that’s not really true, is it? I know why. I live life in the good, looking for signs of getting what I want as I find new ways to want what I get.
Some day I will look back at this time and know it was exactly what I needed. Today I’m just going to smoke some weed and let my feelings out.