Yesterday, on the spring equinox, I went to the beach and burned a sheet of paper. Your name along with the intentions of letting go was written on it. It took a long time to burn because it was windy and I should've brought some lighter fluid. My thumb has a rash from repeatedly clicking the lighter. Finally, with lots of determination, the paper burned and the ashes scattered in the wind.

I miss you. Terribly. I wish we could have done things differently. I still think we could have, but it takes two to want to continue.

So I'm trying to learn about my wrongs so I can do it right sometime, someday. Maybe not with you, but with someone.

I wish that that there was someone to hold me and comfort me when I cry. Like when I was little.

It is spring and time for a new start. I am going to clean up my studio which is full of clutter and chaos. It is a reflection of what has been in my heart but now I want clarity. I must follow my path which I have neglected for so long now. I had wandered off and sought happiness in all of the wrong places. It is only when I am skipping along my path will I be able to find true happiness and know how to appreciate, truly love and respect someone.