Space is such a sacred, beautiful thing. Think of all the things you've never thought. The thoughts that occupy every person, and we've never heard them before. I like listening, I like knowing that I don't have to say anything. I love that God says it's okay. The words that need to stick, to nest in our souls, will. And that's that.
There are these things being born and reborn in us again and again.
The point isn't to do them well. The point is coming back home again I think.
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