… that’s what the little boat which is my almost 4-year relationship, is doing. it’s run aground a number of times before, but we always got it back afloat. this time though it seems battered beyond repair. i don’t know if it’s the winds of circumstance which wrecked the sails, or if it’s we who’ve kicked holes in the hull.
i don’t know if it’s been broken all along, or if we broke it.
it sucks. and i’m sad.
we’re not waving. we’re drowning.
(written sunday morning)