Past few weeks has been really rocky. Can't really pin point any particular cause, but it just didn't feel right. Nitty gritty details became the focus of our conversations and nit-picking became a habit. The hardest part was there seems to be no solution to an evident problem. A problem that, left unsolved, would bite at us constantly. Unless we can learn to live with it, which we haven't, we'll just have to constantly pressure ourselves over the instability it's causing.
Am I thinking too much? I was told so, still the problem stands. I always thought time was a helping hand, now it's just a crowbar, wrenching on the cracks in between. Why wouldn't time help us?
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