clean

sigh.

yesterday was such a sad day that i kept trying to think of something to write. rest in peace, michael jackson and farrah fawcett.

instead, i stared at the blinking cursor.

my girlfriends are going through tough times right now.

it's rough out there.

hearts are being broken. and i wish i could fix them all.

i've been fielding a lot of phone calls and emails lately. i don't claim to have all the answers, but i do believe that if i listen long enough, the answers tend to appear. a moment of clarity. the good thing about being friends with such strong women is that they usually trust what they feel deep down.

i stick to the idea that you are the only one who knows where your breaking point is. your own dealbreaker(s). where you draw the line. no one else can tell you when you have had enough. i think everyone's capacity and limitations are defined by themselves. your truth is yours alone.

i know my friends will be fine. that we will get through this and other difficult times together. that the end, sometimes leads to bigger and better beginnings.