This is the end of a time, but it also the beginning.
The world did not end yesterday.
Or it did, to some. Not me, but some.
I can not promise that I will write more, because life has shown that I might not.
But I’m feeling like i’m in fertile soil for this writing practice.
I don’t know if the flower has pushed the soil, but it’s growing.
Find me on the other side?
See you there.
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