#MyLifeAsAHuman - Entry #275

#MyLifeAsAHuman - Entry #275 - Dear Journal

Heh. My apology to my journal.... Sigh. So much has happened in a short period of time. So much of it good, some not so good. But at the end of the day, I remind myself that I am blessed with so much. And I am grateful. Take the time to reflect on what makes your life meaningful. Makes your life an inspiring journey. Your journey. And build from that. Always build, because your life is worth at least that.

Dear Journal....

I haven't touched you in awhile.
I've been neglectful....
And I am sorry...
Caught up in my own B.S.... No, My own world..
Forgetting the importance of you.

So how have you been?
How has life been treating you?
Tell me all about it, I'm at your full disposal.

Let me massage your ridges...
Smooth your pages...
Familiarize myself with your former content.

Let me take the time to caress your memories and divulge new secrets.

I'm sorry I've been away for awhile, But, honestly, I've been good...
I haven't forgotten you.
Just been living life a little more...

But I'm here now,
To share it with you,
Because that is what we do.

So let me get lost in you for awhile,
As I re-enact my stories on your pages...
And dissect my thoughts on your lines.

I've been away,
But know that I've always been here.. With you...
Living.

-Y. Salmon

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