Reminding myself isn't doing a damn bit of good.
I grieved when I lost Jodi. But it wasn't like this. The number one slot for the hardest thing I've ever had to face is now filled. There are harder goodbyes. And I can't bring myself to do anything but save the wine. I can't forget.
Want to do anything but what I'm doing. Picked up the phone more times than I can count. Trying to learn what love requires.
"My shoes are too tight."
"Something my father said. He was old, very old at the time. I went into his room and he was sitting alone in the dark, crying. So I asked him what was wrong and he said, 'My shoes are too tight, but it doesn't matter, because I have forgotten how to dance.' I never understood what that meant until now. My shoes are too tight and I have forgotten how to dance."
—Londo Mollari, to Vir Cotto (Babylon 5, "The War Prayer")