Picture originally from here
I came across this picture on Tumblr tonight, and found that it fits my mood perfectly--like I can't get enough hugs for the sadness that I'm feeling. If you've been following me on twitter, you'll know just what I'm talking about in some regards.
Last Friday I received some bad news, and ever since then I've felt like a HUGE rock has hit me and torn me in two, and then I crawled underneath that rock and have been there ever since. Inside I've felt like this... with the lack of tears (I've really only cried twice since then) and can't seem to wrap my head around it.
With no more than two chapters left for "May I", it's clear that this story is coming to a close and it's almost time to start a new chapter. The sequel that will be named "All This Time" will be the next installment into this adventure that has become Cal and Gillian's life (and I can't promise that it won't be just as wild as the first round.). If you haven't read the story yet--save this post for a later date because I'm going to be talking about some things that happened in May I, as well as what could happen in the sequel.
I love everything about this new computer. I'm loving everything about Chapter Fifty of May I. I think I'm finally feeling safe about the fact that my computer won't suddenly crash and make me lose everything that I've pretty much ever written.
Still... the joys of starting over gives me a headache. How could it not? It's starting over..and although I still don't know if I jinxed myself by thinking about how nice it would be to start on a clean slate, it's never fun to find out that your hard drive is totally failing, and suddenly you're without a computer and left to be a total crazed maniac.
Symptoms start appearing; twitching eyes, pacing back and forth, the want of pulling out your hair, which leads you to wishing that you had any other option other than just writing on paper. And then just when you think that you can't stand it any longer...the day arrives and you're staring at your brand new computer.
Ah, sweet relief.
