the places you feared the most.
Yeah. So I know switched the journal to private and I'm writing another public entry. I believe its hope that someone out there will find it and have a unspoken (or unwritten) understanding of where my mind wanders at night. I remember I used to have readers who randomly stumble upon this site and practice what I call a "drive by perception of things" without the need for me to reply back. It helps me to think that my thoughts don't pass by and are buried in the dark. My thoughts are somewhere out there.
If someone tonight offered me a penny for my thoughts, I would give the person more than a penny's worth. You know what's comforting? When you stop thinking. When there's no worries running through your mind. The best part is when someone stops you in the middle of a conversation and tells you that they can tell that you're alright instead of asking how I'm doing. I don't have to tell myself that I will be in Paris soon walking the streets or in a park in Copenhagen writing in my journal. No. I want to be here. Here in this moment.