April 25, 2019
Thereís a heaviness these days intersticed with a lifting thatís long overdue. 10 years ago I was in the last stages of a long-term relationship, an inevitable conclusion. Thinking about Jang these days still results in melancholy. I remember the moments of uncontrollable tears. That one trip at Landmark under the chandelier made of red high-heeled shoes when I couldnít take another step because I physically felt itóa pain that stopped all life in me. Now itís so much easier and so much harder. Time heals? No. It just makes the pain familiar.