Now that I have a way to organize my thoughts and writing, I am going to take on a project of universal magnitude. I am digging out all my notebooks, some with pages so yellowed and damaged that the writing is barely visible. I have never thrown away a page of my writing in my life. Even the things I was not satisfied with. As a writer, I believe that what bleeds onto the paper is soul at it's purest form. It cannot be revised and it cannot be censored.
I am starting today to filter these precious memories into a place where I can share them with the world. The time is now and I am ready to go to a place of vulnerability and openness.
Here it comes world. I hope you are ready.
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