I have been inactive, stagnet and withering in a altered state of being. Clenching on to an ideal.
I left everything I held dear with much fear and trepidation, walking in faith, blindly. Thinking only ..."To thine own self be true" over and over. It was the one constant .
I took a leap of tremendous faith with the blinders on- What happened next...I feel I could write eternally now.
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