cringe

I just want one day to go by without having an interaction that makes me cringe when I look back on it. And I can’t help looking back on them repeatedly, hours, sometimes days later. Maybe tomorrow? 

I’ve been MIA for no reason I can put my finger on. Lots of the usual has has happened – trips, visits, birthday parties, a program retreat, a car purchase, multiple root canals, way too many 14-hour work days, inspiring but intimidating research talks, girl’s nights out, movie nights with old friends, solo pot smoking sessions, hours wasted on commuting, hours wasted on Netflix, watching my savings account empty out, hearing out the boy’s frustrations, avoiding the gym and so on.

There’s more in the works, including a wedding – the first out of my group of girlfriends from college (though she is a bit older).

But for now, that’s all I have.