So today I decide to write.
"About what?" you may ask, I'm not sure but I reel in the comfort knowing that I could spill my thoughts on these lined floors.
To make a verbal mess and not worry about the cleanup.
To express my fears without feeling the anxiousness of being judged.
To feel the satisfaction of knowing one day millions may look at this simplicity and call it a masterpiece.
Hmmmm, maybe I did have something to write about after all.
Perhaps this is the subconscious reason behind why I've chosen to write.
