I worked out, walked across town, and tried to soak up the sun and fresh air. I thought about my potential and how much of it I’m using right now.
Now I’m going to read.
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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