harder time growing back. And I've spent the last year returning.
holidays, injury, travel. He returned to sit at a desk and tests. I returned home from my parents. I returned to pick up the crutches. I returned to my corner usual. I returned to look in mirrors that have taught me a chick older, tired of travel, with more bad blood, "wiser? and safer. But in the mirror I smile the same smile.
takes weeks if she also thought this blog, I opened a while ago liability. I have too much shame to share many of the things I think, but for now, here I am. Same with age I also shake my shame.
I have more scars than when I started, but I do like them a tattoo for a good laugh.
I leave here mirrors one of my favorites. Besos
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