confession: today I had a good cry.
confession#2: I am actually not sure if I have ever had one before.
I've cried in a billion different ways, but I never would have categorized any of them as good.
except, maybe, the hope-fueled flying penguin debacle.
I always fight it.
Today I just let it happen.
And you know what? It felt kind of good to not fight it.
but this time was different. Like I was ready to let something go. Or at least let it rise up and be seen (by me, in the privacy of my own aloneness)
So, this to say, hmmm.
Shifts shifting shiftily...subtle but not.