no, no, no, don't pass me over. no , no, no, don't pass me by....

i did it. sort of. well, not really. actually, now that i'm thinking about it, i didn't do it at all. i wanted to run away. i had every intention of doing just that. i was making plans. but, somehow, somewhere along the line, i just stopped thinking. literally. i switched to automatic pilot. it was good. i feel.......better? clearer? i'm not saying that i'm not going to fall into the pit again. hell, i can probably promise that i will. but, for now, i feel like i'm on semi-solid ground. things are ok. maybe better than ok. maybe things are, good? it's been a while so i'm still feeling my way. you could say that i was cured by some jasmine green tea and a fall in the ocean. oh yeah, and some pig tails were just the icing on the cake.