Last night my brother called me. It’s been a long story, but the call ended in tears with me alone, several floors up, crying on my bed in the sad, wailing kind of way that a mom mourns her child. In between my crying out, I happened to look out the window of my Airbnb at an old beautiful apartment and realized how similar the view looked to my hypnotized past self. I was a similar age and feeling a devastating pain.
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Dear Wanderers,
I wanted to share a page from my 'light journal'. I love Gaidin so much. I feel like a little girl writing about my secret crush. Although, my love for him isn't so secret.
I love Gaidin
I love Gaidin
I love Gaidin
I love Gaidin
xoxo
Suzanne
