A. Christine Myers
1 min readDec 31, 2019

Your way of living sounds so beautiful, and it clearly inspires the beauty and healthy spirit of your writing.

My way of doing this is rather funny. Perhaps I should not admit this? But much of my creative thinking occurs while I am cleaning up my horses’ living quarters! You may laugh or cry — I’m not sure which! But I can think about anything then; I am out in the fresh air. In summer I can jot notes on my phone, but today that was not really possible because it was too cold to remove my gloves and work my phone…

Someday perhaps I will feel that I can walk down the street freely. This was, sadly, a source of great anger and psychological abuse all the while I lived with my mother, so much so that I still cannot walk far without going into a panic attack. Well, my new freedom will win out; I am sure!

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