My poetry project, I would say as of yesterday has begun to come along quite swimmingly. And I have begun to carry my funsize notebook around with me at all times because when you think of something and you don't have anything to write on, it tends to get annoying real quick.
In anyway, I think my trials are getting better the more I toy and toil around. Maybe practice make perfect proves true? Astonishingly and surprisingly, I think I may have my own style already. I've noticed a pattern that I have adhered to sometimes without intention. Pretty cool huh? And of course I say all of this in the utmost humble way, since I still think it's notwithstandingly pretty bad poetry. In any way, it has become a new outlet which I am completely loving and enjoying. I love the flowing creativity it's giving me. (It doesn't hurt that it is extensively helping me so much with the handling of my emotions and making it way easier for me to happily let things go without much sting, I can't seem to describe what feeling it gives me) Such a good thing indeed.<3
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