If I ever get around to making my own blog:
I'll write every night. I'll be sure to capture moments with careful attention to detail. I'll never let the momentum of life get the better of me. I'll survive this madness with my spirit intact, writing like mad to preserve creativity and connection to the realness of the world around me. I'll keep myself from forgetting. I'll be brave enough to share my thoughts with others. I'll be brave enough to write, every day, even though someone could read it. . . anyone could.
Maybe no one would, but that is not the point.
I trust they would if they knew about all the things I spend my day thinking of, and of the life that is inside me brighter than anything I see in the mirror, anything that could fit into tight jeans, anything that I see around me, anything I've made to date. I write to keep this and make it more than to show it.
The dog is whining and needs a walk. Even though it's 11pm - his energy is too high to sleep.
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