written January 12
it's time to start a new chapter in my life. I finally remember what it feels like to ... Live. To breathe in the hot summer air in squirrel hill pounding the streets on you way to visit adrienne or to scoop ice cream. So new journal. I have several journals from different periods in my life and in every one i am a different unrecognizable unfamiliar person. So i am constantly growing and shedding all of my friends like exoskeletons because they helped me grow for a little while and then I learned from their experience and moved on but they keep staying in their story. I have never felt the beginning of a new year so keenly. This is the first new year that I have ever felt like there were things I needed to decide to leave behind. To almost clean all of the horrible experiences from last years skin to start over, newly distanced. Thank goodness.