[The fragments were all written on my Bat Mitzvah stationary while I was living in the studio apartment in Converse Heights after leaving the husband. I knew I needed to write, but I couldn't commit to a journal. My brain was too fragmented. I was having to piece together my life, my identity. There are some cards that were written that are not included, because as it turns out they weren't part of my self...just part of the story.]
Being able to sit and read.
Relaxing for long enough.
Feeling safe enough to sit, read, and escape.
Physical and mental security.
I am safe, and that means I can read and have all the experiences I can imagine and want.
Stories are transformative.
We're all just stories.
Calm and peace of mind.
Being able to just be.
"We're here because we're here."
Telling the story is the story.
Part of the story.