You’re not very good at writing blogs. You’ve tried before. You tend to write in third person. You end up circling over and back on your words because why would anyone want to listen to this. like today…
you are falling ash, you are birds. unnoticeable. you notice everything. you exist forever at the edge of things, even at the edge of your own fast-beating heart.
Try to write this one. Even if it feels like (write it!) disaster.
I Want to Be My Own Friend 