Almost
She Will Not Be Quiet: A (mostly unedited) daily writing practice
Jotting from my Journal. Day #194 of (mostly unedited) daily writing/sharing
Almost
I am alone today, alone with the still-blooming, pink flowers, book in hand, lost in a story not my own— the still-green maple tree, hovering hummingbirds sipping from the feeder, my insides so quiet I can almost hear them speak. Today, another page of this story, still— so much to say.