Journal Feb 7 2015
I am none of the things that are expected of me.
I am working on what I expect from myself.
This morning I took a deep breath.
Deeper than I remember.
I breathed everything in.
Just to taste it.
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Journal Feb 7 2015
I am none of the things that are expected of me.
I am working on what I expect from myself.
This morning I took a deep breath.
Deeper than I remember.
I breathed everything in.
Just to taste it.
If the path before you is clear,
you are probably on
someone else's.
-Carl Jung
