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My hard drive died on Thursday, and since then, I haven't been able to use my computer. I've lost all of my data, and I don't have my usual methods of connecting to the Internet or entertaining myself. I've found that I've actually got a lot of time on hand now, and I've been using this new found resource to finish some things I've been meaning to do for quite some time. Chores that needed to be done, work that needed to be finished, projects to complete or conclude. I feel so much more productive.
But as my chores are completed, and my stress ebbs, something that I've kept hidden, something that's always been there, starts to rear it's ugly head. The choices have been made, it's only a matter of time before we reach a conclusion, and the time is close..
I've been here before. I know how this feels. They say that only people who are insane will do something a second time and expect a different result. I know I'm crazy, but sometimes it's good to let go.
