Why I Write


I’m in a period of introspection. Sometimes, when that happens, I can’t write the way I’m used to. My thoughts become stunted. My focus is split. So I read instead.

And when I read? I remember why I write blog. The way unfiltered words can wrap themselves around a soul in need never ceases to amaze me. Even my soul. (Especially my soul.)

Melissa from Dear Baby wrote a post I desperately needed to read. It’s really good. You should read it too.

You Can Never Go Home Again — Dear Baby

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