Stepping stones to my normal?

“We all carry these things inside that no one else can see. They hold us down like anchors. They drown us out at sea. I look up to the sky, there may be nothing there to see. But if I don’t believe in him, why would he believe in me?” (bring me the horizan) ThisContinue reading “Stepping stones to my normal?”

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