Fall Away With Me

Fall away with me. I'm not alone sometimes, but I think I am sometimes. Maybe I just think that for peace of mind. Not enough time to reflect on all of the events, not enough time to solidify the memories. Making a scrap book. I remember you asked me why I was writing. I said I need to remember. Because I often forget. You did not want me to write when we were together. I can see, that in a way, I was separating myself from you, as I wrote in my journal. But I wrote about the good times and the bad times we shared and what I learned. Reflection. And here we go again. Yes, it is a little too soon. But I do enjoy my adventures with you! Insert smile and kiss on cheek, here. Feeling disconnected from my work, feeling behind, feeling lost, out of control. Root canal, yeah, life is full of pain. Pain is lessened with you, even when I'm cranky.