kloiterra

there's not a doubt in my heart or mind that i did the right thing in kicking her out, forcing her to move onward with her life and allowing me to focus on mine. i hope she can find the first few steps. at the same time, lying in bed awake at night, i'm reminded of a richard brautigan poem:

IT'S TIME TO TRAIN YOURSELF
It's time to train yourself
to sleep alone again
and it's so fucking hard