Today is another dreary day. I feel like there is a dark cloud hanging over my head, following me around wherever I go. I said goodbye last night to someone I care a lot about. That's the second big goodbye I've said this week. There's something to be said for independence, for giving up my security blankets, but does it really have to come at the cost of the presence of those I care about in my life? I know it does in this case, but I don't like it. It's all for the best, I know, but it's not easy. In fact, it's just plain hard. The choices I've made are good, and the choices they've made are good, but it hurts anyway.
Now I stand on my own two feet.