fearing recovery
Lately I seem to see my life, sometimes, like a performance art piece and I notice the stories all around me. I love facebook for that because I can create and interject myself in the drama… that can be a problem I know. but I was thinking about you and how adorable you are and the life that you have is. You seem so precious and you have a mothering and calm air. I really appreciate that like I appreciate the way the sun lights up a tree or the way a heron lands on a rock in the river.
This is part of a letter I never sent