a couple of years ago. It was a remarkable experience. The “morning pages” really pulled a lot of bad memories and bad feelings that I had either denied (a lot of them to do with my relationship with my mother) or had stuffed so deep inside me that I never knew where all my anger was coming from.
After a couple of tough terms in school (one VERY bad experience with a drawing class and a photography class that got very frustrating for me at times), I’m thinking of starting the book again probably around the beginning of July.
