Whether you write it out or not, God still knows what happened.
It all worked out for the best.
I love life.
Meditation is fishing for new thoughts.
Half of the time people do something, it's really unnecessary. What are you really
accomplishing?
I'm in my favorite place: my bedroom.
Silence. Quiet, silence.
I've arrived. I'm home. Here & now.
One step at a time.
This is where I want to be.
You have to find out what works for you.
Glad we've reached this point.
My memory is unreliable.
Human nature is human nature, I feel, the globe round.
Breathe in, breathe out.
Everything is relatively inconsequential.
God's gotta dish it out.
All is well. —Friday, February 7, 2025
So grateful, so appreciative, thank you, thank you, thank you.
Some of the things that make life worth living: the comforts of HOME.
Memories, memories..
I'm sorry to everyone l've offended.
I'm glad l have cursive.
I long to be a bookworm.
One day at a time.
Cursive: a better way to write.
Death is a bunch of unconsciousness.
Bless you.
Chase your dreams.
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