Journal Entry # 29*

I am filled with words even when I feel like my mind went blank – I immediately observe. Then think.

My technique has a couple holes; still, God knows my heart and soul.

Inspired by the little things [it’s where the signs are] and I’m taking it in.

Clutching the pure joy it brings; as so, I grasp the many blessing of its memory.

Slowly healing each scar; I’m confident that I don’t have that far.

Understanding her worth is very important…

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