I can’t do it. I have tried to write about other things. Topics of interest, topics in social media, and I fail. I end up writing something that is empty and heartless instead of something that is passionate and creative. Maybe I am destined to only have a total of 34 people read what I like, 11 of them like it. On a good day.
Same. I didn’t see you until today…that is the way it works here. But I see you now. My darkness sees yours. And your light, too. And I go through periods of questioning what I should be writing. I desperately want to be FUNNY but I’m not.