10.09.02 // 9:02 p.m.
I would paint my reverie
If that's the only way for you to be with me
We'd be there together
Just like we used to be
Underneath the swirling skies for all to see
And I'm dreaming of a place
Where I could see your face
And I think my brush would take me there
But only...
If I were a painter
And could paint a memory
I'd climb inside the swirling skies to be with you
I'd climb inside the skies to be with you-- Norah Jones
I felt really good today when one of my students who I just met today admitted to me that she had not told anyone else besides me about somethings going on with her family. If my sessions have been steadily improving, then that makes me feel so much better.
I'm not feeling as bad as I was on Sunday and Monday. I guess it's just a slow process, but at least it's happening.
I'm scared though, that later on, something will hit me and then it'll just send me back to that point I was at on Monday night: a useless mess thanks to the Smashing Pumpkins' rendition of "Landslide."
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