I am the one choosing what and who I am to be.
Hello world. The following was written 7/09/2017.
The calm in the eye of the storm has begun to pass. The debris from the first half is beginning to be flung around in hopes that something will come of it. That in the chaos of the storm something will knock us loose from our moorings where we are hunkered down in the center simply waiting out the worst of the storm in the trenches. Watching as wave after wave of debris flies about and passes over head. Knocking things down and tearing out the foundations of what was never true.