I'm glad I have someone to write to, even if we never meet. Even if you don't read the letters I send and you don't write back. It's like having a friend. You know? Did you sign up to be a penpal because you felt forced to? External pressures applied to form you the way someone else wanted, conformity of which was so expected you couldn't resist? Is this unwanted work or do you also hope to connect, build foundation for another aspect of yourself?
It's funny how you can still smell petrichor on a creek.. The rain intermittently taps out tunelessly. Winds gust chillingly and sweep up swells to rock my tethered vessel. How's the weather where you live?
I don't want to write too much about me. If you want to write about yourself please do or, if you want to read more about me, ask what you'd like to know. This unknown distance between us makes it seem like a journal entry. Besides, neither of us will know if we're being honest with each other or ourselves, so... Feel free.
-online
