These weeks have flown by. I can't account for the time.
There are things one can't write, even if they are raw, stark truths.
I swam in ocean waters to clear my mind, to breathe deeply, to taste salt on my lips, to understand the scale of my being.
I got lost. I tried to understand what it would mean to others if I was lost.
Last weekend, I danced.
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