It starts now.

Today I'm going to start writing.
Writing/drawing/painting/cutting/gluing/shooting/crying/laughing/dancing, again.

Just like I had to face myself in Ethiopia, I'm going to choose to face myself today.
I won't be afraid to put my whole heart into where I am anymore.

I chose that once, and it broke my heart when I had to leave.
But I can't choose to believe that it wasn't worth it anymore.
It is.

I'm really excited.

[and you guys need to push/shove/hit/slap/passive aggressively/boldly/lovingly make me do this when I'm not.]

Trying Again

I don't know how to get out whats inside of me. 

But last night I was reminded how much I need to.

Its always worth it though.

Yes.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=--N9klJXbjQ