Right now, I wish I could say to someone “pay attention! Things are so close to being good.” But I can’t. They’re wrapped in their own stuff.
So I can say it to you, my FreakinUniverse friends, my ever-growing circle o’ friends.
I wish I could say something like “think about how awesome that was, let’s do that 5 times a year! And you can do your thing over there, and I’ll do mine over here, and let’s negotiate the details another time.” But I can’t say that either. I hate keeping quiet.
And I’d say something like, “I know you’re hurting. Tell me what I can do!” But I’m not sure there’s anything I can do, so I’m keeping quiet. And not liking it, but staying out of it.
It’s not my place to say a word in this instance. It’s my place to wait for one. Arg.