You know, like the thing is a sentient entity that could bite my hand if I reach out. Bad, bad Internet.
I find myself afraid of a lot of things lately. When did I get to be so afraid?
When did so many of us?
Well, I've been silent for a long time. It could be hiding. It could be waiting. It could be surviving. It could be barely getting by.
Whatever it is, I'm fighting it; because the time always comes when you have to let go ... and live.
Bear with me.
Funny to be asking for the kindness of patience from strangers, when we have been made so fearful of strangers in our everyday lives.
I guess that's what hope does: helps us to still believe, despite it all. So the question I must answer in myself: Where to rebegin?
I'll be back. I've got so much to say. I've got so much to share with you.
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