What the hell is it about today?! Yesterday for about a nano second I thought some of this sadness was starting to to shift. Today I have been crying for 3 hours. I get by at work because I am distracted and the brief moments that my thoughts return to him and I feel myself about to slide I can pull together. I know this will pass and I know I just have to feel what I feel until it does.
I had already planned to get a tattoo to commemorate my Brokeback experience and now I am even more determined. I have a rough idea what I want and I want to get it on April 4th.