An Excavation of My Heart

I write when I'm up, down, sad, happy, confused, surefooted, hyper, and hysterical. I always have. 

My mom would send me up to bed every night and tell me to say my prayers and write in my journal. The first one in the archive is dated October 1999—since I could quite literally hold a pen. 

I now pull up bits and pieces of my handwritten journals and draft them here into the digital realm not only to put them in amber for posterity, but also to remind myself, through the very archaeological process, that this always is and always has been, where my heart shows herself most purely. 

I hope you read something that resonates, entertains, or inspires. If you do, I'd love to hear from you. Instagram is the best place to find me: @kileysaunders