Relief
So, for anyone who’s been worried about us falling off the face of the earth, that’s kinda my fault. I can explain.
We’re taking a Creative Writing class this summer just to occupy ourselves. This week’s theme is “Creative Nonfiction.” I was the only one awake at 9:00 pm the night that piece was due and in a last ditch effort, wrote the story of how we all came to be. I posted it without realizing my action until the next morning. We are never that willing to get our story out of. I went into full-shutdown because of it. This weekend was kinda rough as a result, unintentionally. But earlier today I went back and looked at the comments on the story, and found that no one, and I mean not a single one of them figured out the truth behind it. So now no one is screaming at me in the headspace and we can all calm down now. I’ll be talking with my close system friends tonight, but if anyone needs us, I’ll try and respond.
