Starting over (and the two courageous things I did)

Current mood...

I've been contemplating writing again, actually, for quite a while now.

This morning, I picked up my newest journal again, and started to write out my thoughts again. I think I must've penned a love letter. <-- These things are never sent, but I prefer that they be written out just so.

I'm getting clunky at this...it's been a while that I haven't written, or blogged, and it's like shaking out my legs after having been on my back for a long time. Terribly unpleasant... I feel that I may have to work on it some more.

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Still, the thought of leaving my life undocumented leaves me with a feeling of pain. I think I may have lost whole chunks of my life, when I did not write, nor leave anything on record. The papers I've written on tell me otherwise, but life on paper cannot possibly last.

My words, will instead, be immortalized on google servers for posterity's sake. :-)


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I did two courageous things the past couple of days.

1. I went to the research coordinator to talk about my research, finally.
2. I told someone I didn't want to be part of the hullabaloo of his life anymore, and that I didn't want to bother him anymore.

The two above entailed a lot of time and avoidance, but I eventually had to face them. One of them made me extremely afraid, and the other made me extremely sad, but I knew that I had to get around to doing them both sooner or later.

--- I pray for strength, for now and for always.

~ Love, Eloisa.