Alone I can tell myself I'm dealing with it well. This is only after about thirty minutes of not understanding why I can't detach audio, why I can't find the raw footage, denial, conspiracy theories and finally acceptance that earlier this week I mistakenly deleted the Como Sessions video in a ridiculous haste to make room for photos that put food on the table.
It's the Black Angel video, one I had declared a favorite. Of the five people who showed up to create, I was the one who let the group down.
Everyone else, the coolest people I've ever met.
Me, I know me, I won't soon forgive or forget what I did.
Today I am grateful for what the kid said, how he said something he has had to repeat time and time again.