Three day intensive. FRIDAY, SATURDAY, SUNDAY. 9AM-10PM. My life was never the same. I found a space. A space so empty. So meaningless. Tranquil. A clean slate of produce and produced. Nothing + Possibility= ... I wrote letters to myself. I fell asleep sometimes. I met wonderful strangers who's shoulders I cried on, and now I call friends. I smiled a little. Then I smiled a lot. I quit my job. I made time to do what I love. I called people who I owed a apology to. Who owed me a apology. Conversations worth conversing. I stopped chasing butterflies. So more butterflies started chasing me. I understood myself. Three day intensive. FRIDAY, SATURDAY, SUNDAY. 9AM-10PM. My life was never the same. Everything above this might change.
