The line in my head that won't go away tonight:
I am my own.
Not something you made.
Sometimes, they just hit you like a bullet train. And now to get back to my journaling.
For those of you that wonder about my journaling, search my archives for my
From the Journals posts. I can also send you a copy of my
Blue Rabbit Chronicles that goes even more into it. Journaling is as essential to me as breathing.