The past month has been a struggle.
I can’t describe the feeling. It’s not anger. It’s not melancholy. It’s not depression.
There’s the void and silence.
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I thirst for this heavy heart to be made light again.
Dave. New York born. Jersey raised. I am second. Coffeeshops. Converses. Unfinished books. Movie extraordinaire. Craves theology, deep conversations and donuts. Radical reformission. Musician. Blogger. Seminarian.
I write for the sake of writing. Sometimes it's encouraging. Sometimes it's personal. But I write so I can remember who I am as I progress in my journey.
I write for the sake of writing. Sometimes it's encouraging. Sometimes it's personal. But I write so I can remember who I am as I progress in my journey.
