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why i write - by Isabel - Mind Mine

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notes to myself & to you

Odalisque by Henry Matisse, 1923 I was looking through my camera roll the other day (as I do when my phone is on airplane mode but I’m craving stimulation), and noticed a common thread running through all the best periods of my life: I was consistently writing. My memories from these times are clearer. I was more in touch with myself, more alive, more present, and perhaps most significantly: I felt like it was me running my life, not anyone else. Writing reveals you to yourself. As in: everything you don’t want to confront internally comes to light when you write. Writing is like looking…

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