Walking slow down the avenue
Through my old neighbourhood
Don’t know why I’m happy
I got no reason to feel this good
Yes! I’m feeling good at the moment. I know that it may not last, but I like the place I seem to be heading for. ‘Think of me and smile’ is much nicer than every thought being a form of slow torture. (Melodrama, but at the same time, that’s the way it felt early on.)
This feels like a fresh start, because I’ll be starting at university at the end of next month, and it will be a pleasure not to have those thoughts weighing me down. So, I hope to deal with some of the anger I still feel towards the situation in which Kim found herself, or placed herself (never sure which, but I know that my accusatory instinct probably isn’t the correct story) and then allow myself to gracefully and gradually move on, and move into a mental space from which I can help others who are going through this same situation.
Wishing you joy and peace as you make your journey,