I’m filled with things to say but I feel that none of them are worth purging.
I could tell you how October is the month of haunting. Or how reading over emails I’ve curated is not at all conducive to becoming new. Or how someone I haven’t known for years is starring in my dreams.
Maybe I could tell you about the book I’m outlining. Or the programs I’m taking that are making me face my demons and shed my skin. Or that instead of obsessing I filled my myself with courage and sent the email. Or how I’m writing and learning and rediscovering something I’m starting to believe I’m good at.
I think instead I will share my discovery of Gretta Ray and this song that I listen to on repeated. https://youtu.be/pjsXq9Wv92w
