The Stars That Fell Out of My Head, and the Mess that They Made

A friend once told me that sometimes writing down all the junk in your brain, and turning it into word vomit, can help process and relieve that stress even if it doesn't make sense and is messy. I told him that it's more like letting pieces of your mind's sky fall out your head for you to better examine.

He laughed and said that was just prettier way of saying the same thing.

I will now have this space to write down random thoughts, small stories or metaphors, my feelings, issues, and maybe parts of my day to help me release some pressure and possibly entertain you(if there is even an audience) Like a blog of sorts, only different.