mynewplace

There are two of you who read this who will remember, and understand how important this is to me.

The rest of you can read it and rejoice in the knowledge that my heart DOES heal when it's broken, even though it seems impossible at the time.

There was a time when this journal was young that I couldn't listen to anything by U2 without thinking of Joseph, the man who gave me the seeds of self esteem - the seeds that currently stand as a fragile sapling in my psyche.

And there was a time two years ago when I couldn't bear to hear anything by U2 without sobbing so hard I had to pull the car over, because he was gone from my life and will never return.

I heard "With Or Without You" last night on my way to Brent's. I didn't even realize what I was hearing until the song was halfway over.

And I never blinked an eye.