She hears the steady thumping of her heart--steady footsteps toward the unknown into another life; the transformation of a battered and decayed existence to a life filled with hope and fulfillment. She feels a reconstructed sense of identity. Ecstatic to be reacquainted with the precious familiar fragments of herself that were once lost, she leaves the dark abyss behind her and cautiously, but unwaveringly ventures onto the new path; determined to triumph over any and all obstacles in order to find, salvage, and cultivate these remains of her true self.

Jen Woo
Ramblings

My blood was in a ferment within me, my heart was full of longing, sweetly and foolishly; I was all expectancy and wonder; I was tremulous and waiting; my fancy fluttered and circled about the same images like martinis round a bell-tower at dawn; I dreamed and was sad and sometimes cried. But through the tears and the melancholy, inspired by the music of the verse of the beauty of the evening, there always rose upwards, like the grasses of early spring, shoots of happy feeling, of young and surging life. - Ivan Turgenev, First Love

Jen Woo
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