Making Art
Writing lines
A big part of who I am is someone who finds the fun; who spots the beauty and who genuinely wants to share a good laugh; to see you smile.
A good part of me is someone who loves, who cares, who tries to be kind —
And a big enough part of me must know how to be kind.
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I don’t think I’ve ever been in this headspace before: where I’m so keenly aware of an after and a before. An after the good goodbye, a before the good goodbye, and a during all these weeks, all this time.
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I just want you to be able to catch your breath.
And I am a helpful, considerate, and immensely grateful client.
We’re going to break the cycle. I’m going to be all right.
[Author’s Note]
It’s 9.45am, August 29, 2024. It’ll happen soon enough and my heart races whilst my hands are close to a tremble; I am frightened — by loss, by goodbyes. But I am not being abandoned. And that makes all the difference to my life.
// I’ll close off Pendulations with this as well. Not that that was going anywhere else. Not everything has to be built back up: we can lay it down now, the past.
