Slack. There is no other word for it. I have the tenuous excuse of being a super busy midwifery student with three part time jobs at last count, but that does not really cut it, now does it?
So, my thought for the last couple months has been:
You are a unique, wonderful being, created on purpose, for a purpose.
It is slowly becoming a reality. Writing this in a strange town, far from home, with no friends close and feeling like the sunshine and wind, the amazingly towering pine trees and the wonderful red dirt are all gifts.
I am sure there is some cutting political or social commentary coming up in the next edition.
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