space and time.

last night i just cried. i can't remember having cried that much at one time in ages, possibly not since the last time someone died, although i think i must be fooling myself. because of this, i was sure we'd die on the highway. we did not. it is easier to see past packing and saying goodbye, now that i am here. in general i am fine as long as there is a task to complete, and, at the moment, there are plenty of them. appointments with doctors, gifts for my computer, endless busses and trains and subways to take, books to buy, finding a home (a thing i wished for, holding my breath in every tunnel). just now, i'm throwing away everything i used to own. i'd like to take it into the garden and burn it. i feel very far away from everything. i miss you very much.

hey, kaitlin? do you remember the time that we beat up physics?

remember to love. remember your training. make good choices.