January 21, 2002
Mild Recovery
My hair is heavy from the shower I just took. My skin is warm. Things seem more rational when I am clean.
I'm fine. There is no "might be" in the pregnancy corner. I'm not. It isn't an option. And I am not going to worry about it.
Perhaps, however, I have learned something before this situation is even over. As much as I was toying with the idea of maybe having sex with Ryan, because I want him to have that, I have now cast it out the door. Because the truth is, I'm not ready. To be ready one must also be ready for possible consequences.
And I am, quite obviously, not.
To sleep go I, to sanity soon.
astera at 11:28 p.m.