I’ve been working on this since July. I waited until today to post it for a few reasons.
Mostly because I just finished a few weeks ago, and since then, I’ve waited for today. I rearranged the letters four or five or ten times. They had to be perfect. It all had to be perfect.
These words are my inspiration. These are the words I see when I get up in the morning, when I’m preparing for my day, and when I go to bed, when I am reflecting on what’s happened in the past eight or twelve or twenty-four hours.
When you think about it, choosing what words to give that kind of responsibility to is a big deal.
But these words were an easy choice. It’s simple. They sing what I need to remember. They sing what I want to speak, what I want to scream. They sing what I need to learn.
This isn’t just another trendy hipster Tumblr room decor. It’s not as pretty as those. There are no twinkle lights, no fancy handwriting. This is the product of me on the floor of my room with a ruler, a sharpie, some magazines, and How To Call a Bluff blasting from my stereo. This is my heart. This is my mind. This is my soul. These lovely conjunctions and phrases are ones I read multiple times a day. They’re my anthem. They’re my declaration.
They’re me.
I was going to put “It’s been a long year without you, and I can’t seem to go one day without thinking about you,” but it seems like that’s what everyone is doing. But the thing is, it’s true, and I can almost promise you that it’s true for every single person that’s posted it.
I didn’t really feel like it was over until a year ago today.
I still can’t believe it’s over.
It really has been a long year without you.
And I honestly can’t go one day without thinking about you.
