been bothered these last 2 weeks over a friend's domestic troubles. cruel husband gyod iyaha uy. gisayon-sayon ra man siyag ilis ug laing baye, hahay. akoy gipahungawan tawon ani nga friend, and i'm treading carefully as i wait for her to get over the damnation of feelings of rejection.
my friend's story had finally ended. she's readying herself to walk out tonight. almost every day, she contacts me through YM to give me the bloody details. she understands enough that it's affecting me, and apologizes along the way. but she needs a listening ear. or a seeing ear in this case.
somehow having things and people around us in the proper order of things is reassuring. they are our own comfort zone. now they're asunder. thus do i mourn too.