A Work in Progress

I found this in my notes from May 7th, 2019, 6:17 AM. I feel like it encapsulates everything this blog means to me. The good, the bad, the real. A look into my mind, enjoy-

I write things without looking them over, take pictures without editing or manipulating. I don’t have the patience or strength to create better versions of something so pure, unadulterated.

These are not the things and the versions I am proud to show the world. Still, they are as much of a part of me as everything else, if not more.

The raw and incomplete version of me, a work in progress.