Sometimes I forget what writing means to me. I’m sorry (to myself) that I fall off the edge of the world at times. Not writing for months and months. Coming back and wishing I had been writing all along. Coming back and realizing I missed so many opportunities. That so many ideas were lost to the absolute chaos that is my brain. I want to write, but I cannot. One day I will write a story and it will be complete. It will be complete and I will be proud. Until that day here are snippets of ideas, memories, chaos, and emotion that I happened to write out into a couple of paragraphs. <3 Written to nobody and everybody. ~ re_peat