Up again I go.

I know there's a searing hot pain flashing in my heart but at the same time I am better focused than ever on doing a good job in my work. Lots of things to catch up on. A new show and recordings!

And always writing.

I cried so much, my eyes are puffy and swollen. I cried enough and I'm done crying. I was not crying for the wrongdoer, who does not make mistakes ? I was crying for the time I had wasted and spent in silly wonder at perhaps I had done something wrong or that I was not good enough.

Well Lydia is a fighter. If I'm down now, I'm up next.