So I set out to discover Europe, to discover myself again. Lovely to do that without a sense of urgency. I don't feel lost—I don't feel defeated—I don’t feel as though I’ve got to go searching…

During this little excursion from reality, I'd love to remind myself how to write. Not how to whine, complain, or vent on these lovely blank pages, but how to Write. I want this to be the journal that divides the volumes of my journals into before and after. I want this to be my turning point.

This post brought to you from the pages of my lovely blue journal, so that for the moment my lovely, new, blank blogbaby won’t feel quite so naked.

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