I really am. There are always a million things going through my head over a million topics...I lie awake and think endlessly. Most of us probably do. We write speeches, lectures, entire life lessons...with no one to teach them to. Most us have people, or at least someone, to talk to...but I think we all want to someone to listen to our nonsense. That's why we have journals, blogs, notebooks full of random ramblings that we would love to give away to a stranger, just to be acknowledged. Perhaps that's the beauty of the internet. Suddenly we have a voice. Suddenly there is at least a remote chance of being heard, if only by one random stranger in the world.
You might say I'm self-centered. It's possible. I think about myself a great deal of the time. I think about how I am, why I am that way...I think about who I could be, what choices I could make. Much of what I think about isn't even applicable to my life. I'm just lost in my mind, in a world of possibilities...many of them less than pleasant. Then again...I have answers, as well. There is so much I wish I could change, so much I wish I could show people. THIS is happening, don't you see it? Can't you see what is in your life?
It's hard to say what I want when I am deliberately saying nothing. Sometimes my fingers just itch to write whether it makes sense to the reader or not. After all, I write this with only the hope of one random stranger hearing my voice.
I think, sometimes, that it is enough to have written it.
ReplyDeleteI wrote some tiny tales; bits about fairies, magic and dragons, just getting my chops down. I decided to pass them along to my sister and, at first, wanted her to like them. Then, I thought it would be enough that I passed it along.
Whether someone approves, applauds or derides; I believe that it is enough that you, Greyrayne, wrote it.
I hope you write more.