images of myself often creep into my pages.
I don't know why exactly - sometimes I think I am trying to understand my body issues, and trying to make myself love the way I look, which sometimes feels like quite an uphill battle.
I also appreciate the e-mails I get (thanks, Shelly!) and the comments, although my hit counter shows many many more visits than I would know from the comment count, which is usually zero.
but that's okay.
as I struggle to affirm who I am, what I need to say, how I need to create, and as I struggle to understand why I am here and what I have to offer to this world, it is pretty durn cool that I can share this adventure with people all over the globe who are drawn to journaling.
SO -- thanks for looking.