There was someone cycling on the oceans ice. It made me worried but also inspired, considering the icy wind and snowing. If the ice stays thick enough I’m going to go and explore the near islands.
Sometimes it feels like everything we’ve been through is following us. But it isn’t. Every day is day 0. Nothing carries over, not the weight, not the mistakes, not the fear, unless we bring them with us. I’ve lived through heavy things. I don’t live there anymore. This blog is where I remember that.
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