It's my entry for the
TicTacToe-challenge.
Journaling is part of a Poem by Karel Eijk | Translating by Google
This was what I was looking for
But yesterday or the day before yesterday, not much later.
I don't know how that suddenly started in me.
I was looking out at the water.
I had nowhere to go, sat alone in the grass.
I didn't have to be anyone, I was already who I was.
This was what I was looking for.