Motor Memory

I am humbled thinking about the persistence of memory: the thoughts that poisoned, the actions that enabled, the symbiosis of the two...it's all
there, no matter how much work I put in to get over it. My battles to reclaim myself from myself have been incredibly difficult. The pain runs deeper than I ever could have realized, informing my thoughts still.

But it's getting better, and I'm working on it. In spite of the sway that motor memory can hold...