End of the Tunnel
about an hour ago, Jason and I shook hands and agreed to let the past go. to work towards being friends again.
i don't really feel there's anything i can say to those of you who don't know us that will communicate the gravity, relief, and sweetness that contains.
there's been so much anger there. i'm ready and glad to let it go. i'm very thankful that this now seems possible.
happy friday.
wow.
damnit. i was hoping for a macho thing, like a drag race or perhaps some sort of xtreme spelling bee. ah, naw. respect is good. love is good. letting go, moving on, owning your shit and seeing other people with your own two good eyes, all good. much respect my friend.