Floating Leaf

Oh my god. I just read your last post and am horrified. There's just nothing I can say, other than how thankful I am that you made it out just in the nick of time. I just can't begin to imagine, even down to how you must feel having actually gotten out when so many didn't. I think I do have a little bit of an idea, though, about what you mean when it comes to feeling guilty about going on with life, and even enjoying oneself. It just doesn't feel right at all going on with life right now, going about my job as if it was business as usual, driving down to Delware this past weekend to spend some quality time with my boyfriend, trying to enjoy something so ultimately trivial and meaningless as that damn ficathon. None of it seems right at the moment :/ *hugs*