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Healing my inner child

Updated: Mar 28

What does that even mean?

I get it now.

There's no fear of wasting time.

No rush.

No obligations.

Or responsibilities.

Or people to please.

Or people to disappoint.

It's free.

It's computer games.

Staying up late watching bad movies.

Eating out with friends.

Going on long walks.



Learning new languages.

Adventures on the weekend.

Staying in bed all week and reading fiction novels.

Making s'mores as a snack.

Rap music and dancing.

Writing, writing, writing.





It's filling in the gaps.

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