I don't even sound like myself anymore--especially in the mornings. I struggle to talk, then end up laughing at how I sound, which in turn brings on another coughing fit. Ah well.
I've recently been dragged into the crafting world, which has always interested me though I lacked the tools and the know-how, not to mention the drive, to learn anything more than what I have so far--knitting, embroidery...
I struggle with feelings towards the family reunion that is happening back home at around Christmas. I want to attend. I don't want to attend. I can't attend. But I want to attend. It's an endless cycle. And I really can't go because I have just moved to Texas... I won't be going anywhere for a while. I am still recovering from the last road trip.





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-- I'm falling and I can't see the ground, but that's okay. The wind excites me. --
"I believe. I believe. I believe..."
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-- I'm falling and I can't see the ground, but that's okay. The wind excites me. --
"I believe. I believe. I believe..."
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-- I'm falling and I can't see the ground, but that's okay. The wind excites me. --
"I believe. I believe. I believe..."
It means a lot to me ..
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An artist cannot fail; it is a success to be one.
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"I believe. I believe. I believe..."
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There are a million in the Church tonight.
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-- I'm falling and I can't see the ground, but that's okay. The wind excites me. --
"I believe. I believe. I believe..."
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