I’ve got 7 minutes until a meeting, but I’ve been dying to write. Anything, something. I’m weeks behind on reading, I’m worrying about friends and their heartaches and triumphs, me missing them because I can’t seem to find the time to plug back in. I don’t want you to think I don’t care.
All my loves both new and old, know that I am aware of you out there in the ether. I do see you even if my presence is ghost-like. A like here and there, a comment, a tweet, a DM.
I hoard all the emails notifying me of your writings so that I don’t fall behind. I want to be present so badly. You all were my lifeline for so long, but now I am stronger and need this world less and less. It scares me. Who am I without all of you? Without Hy?
But the message I want to share today is that I do see you and hear you. All of you. And I love you.
Anyway, it’s time for my meeting now.