I haven't written in 26 days.
Think I forgot about you?
I didn't.
You've been a longing that I needed to put to rest for the time.
I needed to study what it's like to be away from you.
I pushed away and you pulled me back in.
Dammit.
But the force of the push in relation to the pull was the study I needed to conduct.
Why do I stay away for 26 days when I have rarely been gone for 7 days at a time?
Letting go a bit doesn't mean giving up.
A day. A week. A month. A season.
I'll start fresh today.
I didn't mean to let you down.
Forgive me.
Can we start over?
Hello, blog.
It's me - YOU.
