If I claim it doesn’t matter, why do I still feel it? It’s not searing anymore.. Just that dull throbbing. Like when you have a headache. Sometimes I even forget about it. But that doesn’t mean that it’s not there. Bah. Who cares. At least I know I shouldn’t.
Hmm. 4 down, 6 to go. I look forward to it everytime.. Just don’t want such things to end.. And I can just go on and on and on without a sense of time, because nothing else matters as much as this. We’ll grow, all of us. And we’ll pass it on whenever we can. This I promise you.