This blog can be a double-edged sword. Sometimes I'll write something and the right person will read it, allowing me to be confrontational in a completely nonconfrontational manner. Other times I'll write something, write what I'm thinking, and never even think about how people will take it or respond to it. When I write it, even when I reread it or post it, everything is fine, and I feel better. Then someone else reads it, and even if they never talk to me about it, something goes awry. This seems to be the latter of the two. Dammit.

Parts of this song seem oddly appropriate right now:

I wish it didn't hurt, hurt like this,
To say these things to you.
I'll sacrifice one moment
For one truth.


If we get through tomorrow,
Then we'll be fine.
We'll wait for forever
And see how close we get.

It's just another day,
One more chance to get this right.
I'll sacrifice forever,
Please, just for tonight.

If we get through tomorrow,
Then we'll be fine.
We'll wait for forever
And see how close we get.

The worst is over for now.
Take a breath,
Now let it out.

- Finch, Post Script