This is the greatest gift I have given myself.
Better for me than any journal or listicle I could have written.
Taking this time to wander with no agenda – just an inclination to listen.
To write what’s on my mind when I let it all in.
When I let go of the fear or hesitation and explore my imagination – because, in the end, I have something to say.
And at least for now, I think I have found my way.
Writing once a day for 90 days healed me – but not in some profound or climactic way.
It healed me in little tiny pieces each and every day.
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