Today is a gloomy oregon day. I enjoy the cold, the dampness, and use it as an excuse to cuddle under my favorite hand knit blanket and have a fire. These are the days to write in my journal by the fire, listen to calm sultry music, and relax.

Today is a day where I am just existing. I reach out to those who I think will be of support. Unfortunately I realize just how lonely life is... It's a realization that causes me to feel oddly enough inspired. I am my own best friend. I cannot seek out comfort from others.

I need to learn to just reach within myself to avoid disappointment,
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