my juices haven't been flowing. they have been sapped dry by the constant duldrum and exhaustion of life. it hasn't been about me. it has been about them. work. kids. family. friends. chaos.
where did i go? sometimes i remember who i was and i'm not sure i liked that person. i like this person better. or at least i foresee liking the person that i am always becoming.
change.
always.
creating and developing and molding and shaping. this is part of that. when i ignore it, i am ignoring me. it's back to me.
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