day103 - running out?
dear luci,
am I running out of things to say?
I started this blog in the middle of one of the lowest lows I've encountered in my young life. every night there was a new fear, something to lose, something to mourn, something to cling to. something to write about. not to say that my recent life has been lacking anything blog-worthy (see entries like, 97-100). it's a little harder to write with regularity. my days are filled up and my evenings often are too. it's good that I'm not nearly as alone as I was when I started this blog. i see friends regularly. I'm even seeing (? idk how to define it) a nice lady. So it's not that I've run out of things to say. they've just gotten…less urgent.
I'm lucky, so lucky, to have a living record of my healing.
sweet dreams Luci 💜