What’s the word? Have you ever noticed the particular moment when you’re just over it? Whatever it is?
I don’t know if anybody’s noticed, but the last two years have been rough.* I tend to keep a straight face for everybody but family — a grand midwestern tradition, I think. Anyway, I had a couple of nightmares, a cathartic cry on Lee’s shoulder, a couple of good dreams, and then…on the way in to work one early morning, I thought to myself, “Well, those two years are over.”
It wasn’t a thought in words, but that’s what it meant. So what’s the word for that?
*The roughest part has been losing friends. One to coke, another to general manipulative assholeness, and a third to her husband.** And the general loss of nice folks you know when you move.
**No, we weren’t lesbian lovers.