as is Matt. it sort of reminded me of talking to Grey when I’m really upset – I don’t know if he was at all comfortable dealing with me when I was that freaked out. I couldn’t stop crying – I couldn’t get any words out…even when I wasn’t crying.
and then I just felt *bleh* the whole afternoon. little bursts – bits of conversation, laughter even – but underneath it all….
hey, but I’m alive, right? I guess that’s what matters. the rest of it will get worked out, one way or another.