I'm a writer.
I've been in hibernation for too long and it's difficult to feel the flow.
There was a time when a sentence would form in one breath,
but now I breathe hundreds—thousands—before it makes sense.
Journal writing has gotten easier.
I found something that works for me. But it's still hard to be vulnerable in public.
I want to be, though. I need to be.
I'll be around.
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