making music
as much as we might want to, we are not going to apologize for not writing. we write when we can, and when we can’t we can’t.
we started back to volunteering with chorus after therapy yesterday. it was good. mostly. on one level it is nice. on another, there is still a sense of emptiness.
who knows…
i think we are making progress in therapy. actual conversation with an enforcer. we are feeling pretty discouraged and hopeless, but we also (at least logically) know that a lot of that is programming.
song in our head:
I look for words to fill the empty spaces…
I reach for names like little puzzle pieces…
I don’t know what to believe I just show up and breathe anymore…
(Indigo Girls, excerpts from “Despite Our Differences” album)