Aug 31, 09
Read in August, 2009
aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!! deb! my heart! you have broken it! and yet i am curiously detached from and accepting of my own suffering, having a renewed appreciation for its place on the scale of suffering worldwide. so i resent you for what you have done to me, but my resentment is overshadowed by my gratitude. overshadowed--not eradicated. i will still pinch you in that soft back part of your upper arm if we meet. but i will immediately apologize and hug you, and probably cry a little. and then i'll run away and leave you standing there, shaken and saddened and angry and mute, wondering what kind of world things like that happen in. it will be like reading this book all over again, only this time i'll be reading it to you.