This evening was one of those evenings where my mind was racing. I grabbed my things and went to a familiar space in hopes to get some thoughts out. As I sat pen in one hand and chai in the other I found myself fiercely scribbling all the things on my mind (some of which I'm sure when I read later will make no sense). I stopped to take a breath and as I did I realized the pent up frustration and irritation. In the back of my mind the word "thanksgiving" continued to roll around. So I literally stopped my previous ranting and begun my list of thanksgiving.
The things I wrote at the beginning of "unloading" my brain are still there to some extent but the view is different.
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