I'm writing again. The simple statement means so much more than I can say.
I got so caught up working day in and out that I felt I lost myself. I lost my voice.
Now when the anxiety builds and my hands begin to itch I guess I've found it again.
I'm happy, really. I feel like right now I'm discovering who I am all over again.
My dreams, desires, fears.
I want to know me better and though the road is scary and dark I enjoy the exploration.
I want this. To dream with words. To live again...
xoxo,
Tonell