I am not sure whether it was the Reiki, the reflexology or a severe lack of sleep (weeks of insomnia, topped off with a poorly child), but today, even my brain was quiet. It was a day without a breath of wind to jostle the sails, a day of just floating on the surface of a flat sea.
Today I stopped trying to rationalise the un-rationable, understand the incomprehensible.
Today I stopped looking for answers, parallels, patterns, details.
And tonight I am eating pizza, trying not to overthink how the one person who could hurt me so much, cause so much grief is the only person who can provide the intensity and level of comfort I crave.
I got through another week.