I've been wanting to do this for a long time. And now that I've finally gotten around to doing it, I'm a little unsure of myself. How could I write about my life and actually find people willing to take the time to read it? How do I speak my mind and spark the interest in anybody out there?
Well, I can try. At that, I will do my best.
Speak. I speak on a daily basis, talk to those around me, involve myself in meaningful conversations that last long enough to satisfy. If it's so simple, so habitual, then why must I hesitate when speaking in front of a population I don't know?
I don't know.
Is it because I have no idea where to start? Possibly. Yet here I am, initiating the conversation. If I'm lucky, someone will be reading this and not because they were forced. If my luck stays the same as it always has, my words will go unread. Regardless, I'm glad I tried. At least I have that much to say.
You're welcome to judge, comment, troll, ignore, scoff, over-analyze, critique, grade, and paint a picture of me in your head that is downright insulting. I don't care. I'm just afraid to go down without a word, to perish without a trace, to leave without a lasting thought, to live without my ideas and dreams written down.
So if one person, just one bored insomniac, takes the time to absorb these entries in long enough to reach the end, I will be content.
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