It felt like something, a sliver of an old emotion, long ago buried with my old self. I didn’t realize how much I missed this.
I want to go back to before when there wasn’t an issue and my mind wouldn’t go so fast.
I miss sitting on garage rooftops singing with the birds and climbing high up in my tree, watching my neighbors and falling asleep .
I miss writing in the frog pond with Jordan with her new glittery gel pens, gold was my favorite- and listening to evanescence and watching anime.
I miss swimming and not being as industrious, though I suppose I was always on the go .
It’s all coming back to me, every time I open my mind.
As these rich memories unfold, I am more and more grateful and filled with hope.
I am more than who I am now and more than I was before.
I am both of these versions of myself in one body and I will remember and create new and beautiful things.




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