But. Today is a new day, and I'll be back on track in no time. I know that I'm grieving for what it used to be, and for what I wanted it to be, rather than what it really was. In other words, I'm grieving for an illusion, and I have to let that go. And most of the time I do. But once in awhile, grief catches me by surprise.
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