Is This What the End Looks Like?

Over the weekend I found myself repeatedly turning a thought over in my head. Why do I write a blog? What’s the point of it all? I suppose the seed of the thought grew from an evening last week when I wrote in a paper journal for the first time in months. I found myself writing without filters, without expectations, and it felt good – like a weight had been lifted.

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