The spelling didn’t matter, it’s the thought and I could think. 

 I didn’t remember that I was capable of sharing my thoughts three years ago.  I barely remember that time, I was still in rehab.  When I said I was going home, I wasn’t; I was going to my aunt/godmother’s house.  It was the closest thing to going home at that moment.  First of all I was going to a house and my family would be there.  Some members of my family lived there, came and went.  

I was very sure I couldn’t make logical thoughts, but apparently I could.  I couldn’t spell leaving correctly, but it’s the logical thought and my intention that matters.   


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