refuge

I haven't been here in  a while...my silent refuge. My hideaway for rationalisation, refocus and clarity that allowed for my evolution. Endless virtual space to unload.

I'm back because I need that again.

Somewhere along the line, I stopped believing. To coin a phrase from Nashville 'My prayers hit the ceiling'. I simply crashed...Or so it feels... 

Whatever will I do with myself...

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