Texarkana

My heart is opened in new ways. Old ways, new. I spent a weekend home, and caught a glimpse of my young heart there. Who I was, who my friends were, all the wonderful, fulfilling parts- and forgot about the domineering horror that has for so long blocked the beauty. I saw how many people I really loved then, and who I was to them, though I had accidentally put them out of mind. I felt their love right back. Texarkana is a bummer of a town, but there were so many good experiences.

I feel like my whole self today. I’ve felt I’ve had two lives- the then and the now- and this trip has allowed me to see them as one for the first time. It’s indescribable.