- Don't you wish something had happened earlier?
- I do - I say, and, much to my surprise, I mean it.
In the morning I was the king of the world, I was smile and energy.
Now I'm a pile of fears, aches, emotional rebound and smudgy mascara.
Traces of thoughts in my head - that this was a wrong call *again*, that instead of making things better, I made them worse. And those quiet, treachery voices, whispering doubts and fears right into my ear - will you ever be normal, will it ever be normal, fun, will it ever be pain-free, fear-free, will it ever be about enjoyment, not survival and lucky escape.
I might need some sleep.
I could do with an embrace too; I could even overlook that snoring.
Just for tonight.
