I don’t plan to delete anything on this site. It is a record of what I was thinking at a given moment in time. I don’t remember a lot of things, so I keep all of this around to remind me. It’s not a sense of loss, just an attempt to have a memory of
The chorus of a song that came to me in the shower this morning: I belong. My brain is wrong. Cuz’ I belong. Yea, I belong. I belong.
Mind Empty Full Heart