A Mark of Time

27 April 2017

I let go and I've had writers block all month long and enough self doubt to fill a large mason jar. 

Sometimes waking up is painful and that's not reflected anywhere on anything that anyone else can see. I'm sore and tired of the same same same same same same same same. I'm craving something to do with neutrals and community and an active effort to say no to myself even when I really don't want to, because no is sometimes a better answer than yes. 

I let go and I'd like to continue to do so. Maybe one day, if I'm brave enough, I'll float.