
October 31
let it burn: the beginning
Driving to work this morning, daydreaming as I usually do. Thinking about the usual things: love, confidence, the future.
I thought about the slow process of letting go I’d been laboring over for more than a year. Why is this so hard? Because I am afraid I’ll never be loved again? Because I am afraid to love again?Because I wanted that — the life, the love, the person? Or…


