It's so hard to get used to the spring forward that we have to make. I hate changing the clocks. I'm definitely a slave to habit.
Last night with my new therapist she had the sand table out. While that may sound goofy, it really isn't. There are all manner of little figures and animals and such, and I made a sand body and put these little shells on it that were shaped like angry mouths. They stood in for where I feel pain or where I've had surgery. I put 8 of them in my brain. I used two twisted pieces of wood that turned out to be goldfish fins for hands.
It wasn't as meaningful as I had hoped it would be. I think I overthought it before I got to the session. Next time I'll just do what occurs to me at the time.
I talked about the moment when I gave my girlfriend the ring we had made and she cried, and the song on the radio was "i have loved you for a thousand years." My ring is coming, too. It just has to be resized. They're promise rings, no engagement or anything. We make longterm plans like where we're going to move in 3 years. It's cool.
WELL. WELCOME BACK DEAR ONE. MAY YOUR LIFE GO MORE SMOOTHLY FOR YOU NOW.
Posted by: MELISSA PERRY | March 20, 2014 at 03:18 PM