Over the previous week, I have confided in a close friend about many an issue, but last night, it occurred to me; there was something I had neglected to mention--not because it was too personal, too problematic, too shameful, but a lapse in memory steered me away from such a topic. I still am unsure as to when I may talk about this, but I know a thing. It must be relevant, for I care not in bringing up yet another story out of thin air; time is of the essence, yet must not be cast in haste, for consolation and such dreary topics I feel have been too many as of late. This may also grant me the time to gather my thoughts, my feelings, and express them as coherently as I can. Though I can assure, 'tis not a revelation so profound as to bring a man to his knees, 'tis a revelation of events past that, though they shall stir a great discomfort, shall explain a fear and ill of mine that sooner or later, must be addressed.
All this from a nightmare. A horrible dream and the sorrow that followed, yet came to pass. Yet this sorrow...will return. A sorrow that has disturbed me for the better part of seven years. A sorrow, that as regretfully as I shall be able to explain, still may trouble me now.
These are my thoughts at this time.
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