i love it when it rains. i wish it would thunderstorm.

last week officially finished yesterday, and i am glad. too much happened last week; by wednesday i was crying again and the heavy heart went on to thursday, friday, twenty four hours felt like entire weeks then. trying to deal with missing x, and my flaws, i am so bad at these. i don't know.

10 days sounds like a walk in the park, and most times it is, at least until something that matters happens. don't remind me that i only just finished day 7, even. it didn't feel like just seven days and it was so much more than that.

but there were lessons learnt, and also i think this week will be different.