our bank continues to insist our account is okay. but there are details, yes, things they've missed. like check approval or atm. even though they've been telling doc everything was hunky dory. blah.
man i feel like an empty vessel. i feel like the air is thick with ghosts of my past. they are fading like so much mist. but i really feel clean. again today, i can't explain it.
seeing what i wrote about myself for three years was insightful, of course. but it was more. releasing.