It feels like
4 months ago
there are too many pieces of me, special important pieces, that I have abandoned in hurtful places. Like I am still stuck in those eras of my life in some way. I think I have been vaguely aware of this for some time now, but it was only when I saw it in words on Wren’s 43 list that it really came to the fore of my mind. Thanks Wren!
