You know how when you listen to a song and you hear one line from it that just seems to be the answer to the question that's always been in your head?
Well Regina Spektor pretty much nailed it with that line ... beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth. Especially lately. I've been doing a lot of writing lately. Pages have been filling up with a lot of truths. God, it's so refreshing. Don't get me wrong ... I love the blog. I do love my blog. I love hearing the pitter patter of my fingers as they move across my keyboard. I love seeing the blank screen fill up with black letters. But, I love the feel of paper in my hands. Love the emptiness of it, knowing that all it craves are some pen strokes. Pen strokes that translate my thoughts.
I'm living. I'm active. I'm working out. Carving out my inner David. I've got plans. I'm loving life. Grateful for every day that I have. Grateful for the people that I get to share it with.
That's my truth.
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