Sometimes you leave a small, elemental piece of you behind, somewhere...it pulls at you & tears at you (sometimes for a very long time)...you may always love it & always want it...but one day, you wake up at 7am to find...somewhere along the way, you are made all new again & it would not have been possible without letting go.
Maybe we are just made up of many little pieces, after all.
...Good morning, world. :) I'm here.
NEXT: Massage school... (think good thoughts, affluence & cross your fingers).
