And so she sat, exhausted unable to signify the way she felt.

Much has happened in the last 24 hours

…much more than she could have wrapped her anticipation around

Bounded

Inflated

But she was partially elated

From the fact that she was living

Freely.

Who knew that this blue bird would find her wings that showed her things that one could not have imagined

Solely truly alone?

All of a sudden, life had new cullers colors and it was alright

Good.

He was her wings.

Who knew that this blue bird

would begin to fly?

-writings on the train

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