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Balance outside the written word held this week in silence. For days my laptop remained open, waiting for a thought to land on keys. Instead emotions chased ideas fleeting in their company. Rather than write I ran allowing the slow, familiar burn in my body to interrupt worries. Alternately I gathered books into my arms to silence my thoughts, disappearing between another’s words. I met with friends to step outside solitary moments and explored new meals to invite creativity into routine. Despite all the joy and richness of my days the space unwritten followed me like uncertain tally marks measuring my silence.

Here where I gather intimate pieces of our story, I could not visit old worries with the weight of new uncertainties. Actions moved loudly over silent thoughts until now; body and mind settling into quiet company. A new week waits on the other side of this morning and I am gathering hope to rest between the noise of the unknown. Full heart, new day.

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