Missing pieces.
9/20/16 03:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alasanonI contemplate September and think that there is little enough to hold onto -- I ascended. I achieved. I remained myself despite challenges.
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These gaps in the year, I don't usually bother to fill them. I usually leave them as footnotes, as days that I didn't remember or remembered too late or simply had nothing to say. I have abandoned entire years in this way.
It feels strangely important, though, that this year have no spaces left. Every Tuesday, without fail, to look back on and say, "Yes. I did. After so many years, I remembered to write my heart out in text, in verse, in metaphor and with precision -- every week."
It was not an easy year, in most ways. I would like to have one small thing, just for myself, that I can claim as being complete and perfect.
--
These gaps in the year, I don't usually bother to fill them. I usually leave them as footnotes, as days that I didn't remember or remembered too late or simply had nothing to say. I have abandoned entire years in this way.
It feels strangely important, though, that this year have no spaces left. Every Tuesday, without fail, to look back on and say, "Yes. I did. After so many years, I remembered to write my heart out in text, in verse, in metaphor and with precision -- every week."
It was not an easy year, in most ways. I would like to have one small thing, just for myself, that I can claim as being complete and perfect.
