Writing is my saving grace.
Writing holds me.
Writing makes space for my thoughts.
Writing brings peace to my agitated insides.
Writing helps me sort out my thoughts.
Writing helps me get clear.
Writing helps me make peace with myself.
As I write, I begin to slow down,
to release the fever in my brain from striving, from overthinking.
Where is my peace?
Where is my equanimity?
Writing shows me the way.
Writing leads me home.
Day 109 of #the100dayproject