I’m thankful for myself.
I’m thankful for my legs for taking me where I want to go, and for my hands for sharing my creativity with the world.
I’m thankful for my voice for making itself heard and expressing my thoughts.
There’s a lot of things I’ve wanted. It wasn’t until my late teens that I realized the differences between need and want.
As I transitioned in to adulthood(?) many things have slowly been transitioning with me from the need column to the want.
I’ve tried keeping a dream journal, key word tried. Dreams have always fascinated me. Everything from the science and biology of dreams to the subconcious and psycological meanigns behind them, it’s all very interesting. I’ve written poems based on dreams, forgotten the dream, revisited the…