I didn’t say the things I’ve said with any planned motivation to manipulate. I only did what I do to hear myself talk and learn. What faulty reasoning is there for me in this time to be here wishing I was there? This is not a sane way to exist in wanting to change. I’m perplexed in my body that won’t breathe without a struggle. The clogged blog limits my ability just to flow. What is it that has made me change? I want to be my cheery self after the world and I find it center again!
