The Garden Path took me, and…

I have been on a journey. Not the one that takes us to a place in the physical. But a path that takes one through the shit of their life memories. I would dare to call it a metaphysical journey. I have spent almost a year on this expedition into myself. With each step, leap, jog, and the adversity of travail…I have come to one conclusion.

I am unique, fulfilled, brimming of detailed beauty, intricate, fine, roughed and smoothed, cut and bruised, hair askew with wild eyes, and and arms that wrap me up in Bliss.

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