You want to know why I like writing? It gives me a chance to unfold my thoughts and solidify my memories.
In the moment, I am not so fast. I struggle with emotion and with words spilling out of my mouth all over the place like marbles across a wood floor. I usually try to keep them tied up in a red velvet bag (so mysterious and contained), only taking one or two out at a time.
On the page, I can throw it all out there and clean it up; organize it; put it in a nice dress with some mascara and a smile. It's intrinsic to who I am. It's the one constant in my life.
On the page, I can throw it all out there and clean it up; organize it; put it in a nice dress with some mascara and a smile. It's intrinsic to who I am. It's the one constant in my life.