I "got bit" by some powerful memories the other day. Guess that's the occupational hazard of writing a story that has it's dark moments. You have to be careful. Nothing like having your own mind be a mine field. I'll live. I know I'm moving forward. Not only will I live, I'm actually liking the idea. This isn't new, like right now new. However... it's not as old...as maybe it should be. No matter, I've become a sucker for redemption stories. No matter how long it takes to get to the "good part".
Though...I am thankful for the people who help me along. Very True... "People need other people" [thanks TWLOHA] I'm glad for each of mine. New & old.
I'll post more later...
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