I have not been feeling like physically speaking to people about my life. Being silent has been comforting. The nights I share alone with God as my kitchen light kisses the vase on my dining room table with shadows on my living room wall. Allowing my mind to rest and tears to fall has been therapeutic. I have not allowed things to overwhelm or control my outlook on myself or my day. I have been feeling more empowered. More mysterious.
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