Upheaval

I blame spring and its unpredictability for this. I'm beginning to understand why Jen doesn’t like this season so much. Only a few days ago I had such good feelings and hope that things were working themselves out with Mike. And now it’s over. A few hours during one evening tipped the scales from getting better to irreparable. Or maybe it was irreparable all the time and I was fooling myself.

I ripped my own spine out. The nerve endings left are screaming. Thin long worms embedded throughout my body, all twisting their death throes.

Is it bed time yet? Can I go to sleep already?