Thursday, July 28, 2011


I'm so turned by events of the past few days that I'm overflowing with gratitude, a sense of possibility and a fear of forgetting what I've learned. I have a nagging tendency to hold on to experiences, feelings, things, as if nothing beautiful will ever come my way again. I'm learning to seek rhythm and beets when so caught in my head, and the cycle of in and out is becoming more fluid.

my words are swords.


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