[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.]
Delight in all things (even a dying pen).
There is so much to see and learn and figure out
...Sometimes the hard way.
Life is just a series of accidents making us into a whole self.
I'M STILL HERE.
I've made a lot of mistakes, but I have no regrets.
Delight in every moment.
Art through suffering.
Suffering isn't bad...
It just is.