Honey Bee

There are two kinds of people: those who run from their past like their life depends on it, and those who cling to it like it’s all they have. I want to be the first kind. I’m clearly the second.

Today is the 11th of September. It is a special day to me and I have good memories associated with this date I found someone I genuinely loved and connected with. I learnt a lot about myself as well as world and people.

I am grateful it happened. There are many tiny memories and notes attached to both the person and the time period. Unfortunately, the way my life was setup, none of that remains with me. It is almost like it never happened. This blog and some long exchanges is all I have. For someone who clings to memories, it is quite sad.

I remember the panic attack I gave you right before that flight took off. The anticipation that was attached to this day. How it ended and the fact that we did not even know what we sounded like until the last moment.

Firebush,

Sometimes I think about messaging you, just to check in to see how you are doing. I know we have a differing opinions on this topic. But I know my patterns by now, and I believe they don’t help anyone. So I won’t. I really do hope you’re well and taking care of yourself. If you do, it would mean a lot to me.

🪱 BB