Spending time with myself. Getting reacquainted... Having some quiet moments... probing, listening, familiarizing myself once again with my own personal rythms...
In the course of not writing, I have lost touch with myself. The self-awareness I have valued so much in the past and worked so hard before to achieve was somewhat set aside.
Opps... been quite nicely interrupted. Gilbert called. Talked about shoes and e-mail addresses. "Ta..."
So where was I? Ah, self-awareness. Right, this was set aside when I stopped writing. And I'm taking it up once again. And it's making me feel good...
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