did a lot of thinking. not too much. but just enough to know that it was all a dream. none of it ever happened or mattered. just a figment of my imagination. sorta like my own Inception. today was all about getting out of limbo and snapping back to reality. i got caught up. it happens. i recognize(d) it. and instead of sitting back, wallowing in self-pity (which is fucking lame), i decided to pretend it never happened at all. erased all the evidence so there would be nothing to look back on and ponder on because that’s a mild form of torture. you gotta do what works for you right?
i’m sure there will still be ‘what if’ moments quickly followed by ‘oh well’ moments. and that’s my silly remedy to it all. PRETEND IT NEVER EVER HAPPENED AT ALL.