Gotta Have a Place to Write

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My room is almost done, only the trim and the curtains to go. I love this space. It’s full of me: My faith, my family, and my favorite things. There is a little piece of almost every part of my life from birth until now. Some things are transparent to who I am or where I have been, while other things hold a meaning only I would know. Regardless of what people think they know about me, or who they think I should be, in my room I get to be just me.

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