reflect daily in a 'one sentence' journal

wanting more than what’s going, i start to take myself away from it before the little there is can be taken.

its okay to feel the pain; its one of the only things thats real

because i cant fit those big enormous feelings into a single sentance

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my heart is heavy

my dog, wanda, has gone missing; i’m requesting prayers, entreaties, wishes, hope, love, blessings, belief… anything you can do to help to bring her back to me

keeping moving, eyes on each individual step; the end of the road takes me almost by surprise

blessed

wish i had a doppelganger that could undertake to do a few of these too many things

twining together the strands to make a guide rope