My writing is better at night. Night. Yes night. When I’m laying in bed. Just me and my thoughts as I slowly start to tread off to sleep. But then my mind goes and I race to you. To where I feel found. Where I feel okay to break down and just be me. No...
I woke up yesterday and took a long run around Burke Lake. The sun was warm and the breeze was bare. But I felt fine. I felt okay and there was a glimpse of happiness knowing that I was back to doing something for me though hard, right. It could have been anything, but it was...
There’s one thing that keeps running though my head right now, it has been all week. A quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson, “Insist on yourself. Never imitate.” <I’d like to add this: with each post I make, I review my past couple. I noticed I’ve been starting each one with “I.” and then there’s this post about...
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