After over 3 years of introspective writing and blogging, I eagerly move on. Finding My Found is a combination of Dorothy's red Oz heels tapping 3 times; Neo's open hand raising toward 3 Matrix shooters; a butterfly's break from its cocoon; and a race horse impatiently snorting at the starter's gate. I just keep writing. Like I just keep walking. Like I just keep eating. Like I just keep breathing... (John 6:35) finding.focus.in.found.
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