“I can shake off everything as I write; my sorrows disappear, my courage is reborn.”
— Anne Frank

If a teen exiled into a two-room attic for four years with her family under the constant threat of death could feel this way, how blessed I feel to share that same reality under less trying times.

Just finished assignments seven and eight. Pulling off a world-changing climax and putting it on a personal level took some real mulling over but I feel good at the results. Thank you, Anne Frank, for the help.