I've realized that when I write about my life, something beautiful happens to my writing... Even reading it back to myself, I feel like I'm back exactly in the moment it happened. Perhaps this is because it's my own reflection, but I get the feeling others could relate to it.
I need a little more time. I've been thinking and writing in my notebook the last couple weeks, and there will be a bunch of things coming at once.
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