Sometimes I truly think the world would be a better place if I shut up for good; other times I see just how broken this world really is and feel so guilty if I didn’t speak up. I’m not one of those people who thinks she’s so special she could change the world. I’m just an observer who loves living vicariously through everyone else, collecting stories through my six senses that mostly don’t end up as a remixed alphabet.

Where do they end up? That’s a good question. They run marathons through my brain and the ones that keep coming back end up on the page somehow. The ones that don’t are forgotten forever like I had a nail to the head.

But there are moments when I really want someone to just know what I mean without exactly reading my mind. I think I’m better off expressing myself not through words. Maybe a little through dance and a little through random gestures. That’s about all I’m capable of.

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2 thoughts on “

  1. “But there are moments when I really want someone to just know what I mean without exactly reading my mind..” I feel this is impressive. As a married man I dont see that much.

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