someone I used to know

A new friend is coming over tonight to hang out. I’m looking forward to it, but I have this nervous energy in stomach.

I guess I’m trying to stay busy. I’ve been working on my perzine, which I think is almost done. I’ve rewritten it so many times though that I should probably call it a day.

I still feel sad. It’s hard letting people go, esp when it’s not up to you. I don’t regret being vulnerable though. I miss him.

I haven’t written here all week. I was trying to decide if I missed this space or not. Idk. It somehow conjures up mixed emotions for me. Writing here now doesn’t feel very good.

I guess I have to let time do its thing, and hang tight until hurt feelings start to fade. Keep busy. Keep working on my zines. Try to stay open.