Don't forget you are a writer, go write.
Don't forget you are a writer, go write.
My finger itch to write the words that my brain hasn't thought yet. I know I am changing, I know I am evolving. I don't have the words for what is happening but that is not stopping it from happening. Never having been at this point in my life I do not know what to call it. I do not know what to make of it.
I know that I like it. I know that it was painful and now it's just itchy. Indication of a scar healing. I know it's going to get better. I know it's going to be amazing. I know I just have to hang on and take deep breaths and get there.
Where?
No idea. But it's happening.
How's that for a Matrix?
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