The weekend that is Metrocon is over.
Life can start flowing again.
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There are so many things I want to say, but I can't say them.... not in writing, not out loud, not anywhere.
It is funny because while I have felt this way before, I had no problems holding it in, as it was me and my problems and my secrets that I had to keep. But now that my life has so many people in it, now that I have things I want to say to them and for them, the words bubble just under the surface. It is only thinking carefully about how much my life would change should I speak, that keeps it where it belongs, just behind my teeth.
For all of the stupid things I