I lowered my body onto the carpet with a new notebook. I couldn’t place my thoughts on paper, let alone my goals. They felt slippery, not meant to be mine. They’d float away before I could fully form them. I scanned the room for a thought I could hold.
The River
The River
The River
I lowered my body onto the carpet with a new notebook. I couldn’t place my thoughts on paper, let alone my goals. They felt slippery, not meant to be mine. They’d float away before I could fully form them. I scanned the room for a thought I could hold.