Oh wait..I don't claim to be a writer. That sounds so professional and so not me. What am I then? Well, I often have a jumbled mess in my head; words, thoughts, images, and sometimes I need to try and make sense of it all or I'll go crazy. So, I write. But when I see it on paper, after it spills out, it looks unfamiliar because there is a rhythm, a meaning, a breath. But it looks foreign to me...like, it could not have come from that jumbled mess in my head.
But it had to have...I mean I'm the one sitting here holding the pencil (figuratively).
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- Day 1: Psalm 1
- Day 2: Psalm 2
- Day 3: Psalm 3
- Day 4: Psalm 4
- Day 5: Psalm 5
- Day 6: Psalm 6
- Day 7: Psalm 7
- Day 8: Psalm 8
- Day 9: Psalm 9
- Day 10: Psalm 10
- Day 11: Psalm 11
- Day 13: Psalm 13
- Day 12: Psalm 12
- Day 14: Psalm 14
- Day 15: Psalm 15
- Day 16: Psalm 16
- Day 17: Psalm 17
- Day 18: Psalm 18
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