Well, my friends, I spent the next month after that doing precisely the opposite. I have been living, working, exploring, cooking, singing, dancing, writing, walking, sunbathing, drinking, playing, and connecting with people. I discovered new bars, I found a natural grocery, I made a bunch of friends, I saw Titanic in 3D and cried for half the film, I had wild, incredible sex that left marks for weeks. I kissed slowly, gently, spending a half an hour stroking and being tenderly stroked in return. I finally saw Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. I got to season 5 of Doctor Who. I discovered Game of Thrones, and I danced all night in the only gay club in town.
I have lived this last month, deeply and fully. And I return to you refreshed, energized, and in many ways a slightly different person than I was. Scratch that. Not different, really...more like stronger.
I have no plans to give up on this blog. Please don't worry, and I hope I haven't freaked anyone out. Just take it like a really long vacation.
I can't even apologize, you guys, because I got too much out of that time. I think I've lived more in the past month than I have in the past six. Life is a crazy mess of shit and heartache and pain, but good lord is it beautiful.
OH! Also, I wrote the best poem I've ever written. It's good enough that even I accept it. I think, in my head, I just became a writer.
I am so truly, deeply, honestly happy, I could just keel over. Bless you all. I love you. Thank you for all the support you've given me, and may each of you find peace and wonder in your lives.