January 3, 2016
No resolutions. No false promises. No judgement. Well, one promise to myself. I will write more this year. There are days I feel lost and my mind gives me words to write but I ignore the offering. Sometimes I give in and post something on Facebook, which I then delete a day later.
The nice thing about doing a blog that no one reads is this is my most private diary. Now, what to do with this space? True memories or, finally, start the book? Sigh.
The nice thing about doing a blog that no one reads is this is my most private diary. Now, what to do with this space? True memories or, finally, start the book? Sigh.
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