I think about things I might want to write, but somehow never get around to it. I think we alternate through phases of intensity and retreat. Maybe like the seasons. I've been through a quiet winter, so maybe spring is around the corner.
I was listening to an audiobook today and a certain phrase stuck with me. This is not a direct quote, but it was something like...."there are still scars but I remind myself that means the bleeding has stopped." I thought it was a good way to think about our scars, physical and psychological. They are there, no denying that. But we could look at them as places of healing, rather than places of hurt.
That's all for today.
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