Me.

I've taken a break. A step back from all of this. Not because I wanted to as much as that I simply had no time. No time to physically sit down and put thoughts in black; but even more so, no time mentally to think, create and cohesively string a sentence together. The last long while I have been away. Away from who I am, who I know. Another Me has been here. A good Me too, not that the other is not. But the Me who gives up all of herself temporarily for a better state. A magical state. A foggy, bogged-down, sleep deprived, relentless-on-the-body state. That state which I have been in this past while, is Tiny's entrance. And while Tiny and I have been getting to know each other, Me has changed once again. It's cliche. It's ironic. It's nothing new. But it's also powerful, encouraging and incredibly satisfying to come out the other side feeling the way I do now. A little more clear headed, a little more balanced, a little more wise. Tiny, as you will read, has added another level of Me to make Me an even better one.