Here's the thing.
I wish I could write beyond that line. I have many angles I could take it but what I really want to write is how I am about to Google "is it depression if you know the reason why you're sad?"
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I am having a hard time. I can not write about it. I think everything is okay, and as usual everything is going to be okay. But I'm hanging on the line right now, I'm kind of letting everything else fall... elsewhere. I probably won't be able to answer your emails or comments for who knows how long, and that eats at my heart. But I am not deleting a one of them, and will get there, in time.
We all eventually arrive, if not on time, in time.
You tell me: The first _______ of _______ tastes/smells/sounds/feels/looks like _________.
I just need to know.