Train and Brandi Carlisle music. The Story. Superman. Beautiful, unattainable boys. Why? Why now?

New, really lovely people and closer connections than I’ve felt in years and years. Centuries, even (ha).

Maybe it’s a universal reminder that I really shouldn’t be in a place so close to things I can’t have. A place where I can’t control my mind from wandering. The sad endings (so many) that I haven’t thought about in ages are suddenly and still so familiar.

All coming along with a reminder that there are these women to admire and emulate. I can take pride in them and me. Can I be happy with that? This is what I’ll find out soon.