I found myself again one morning when I opened the window and smelled the fresh daisies growing in my background. I ran outside and danced under the sunshine and nothing had felt that warm in a long time. The rays on my skin and the grass beneath my feet, nothing had been that normal in so long I found myself in the novels I read and the country music 1 played while riding shotgun. I found myself while walking along the beach and witnessing the sun setting down. It was beautiful and when the sun rose the next day, I found myself while trying to the my curtains up. I made myself some hot tea and I thought to myself, "I'm going to be alright." Because I found myself while pacing down the open roads at midnight. And we laughed under the stars and 1 remember that the world is much bigger than I am and there is so much more out there than what we had. I found myself while tracing back my footprints along the sand and listening to the waters rush along the creeks. I found the warmth of living and breathing after all the tragic. I found the person I was before I realized that bruises weren't just physical, they were internal too. But I found that person again. I found the person who still believes that life is good.
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