that's right. not the least, not even a hint of a desire... to blog, anyway.
but to talk. now that's a different story.
i don't want to type the words on a computer. i want to speak them and they be received by a set of ears.
or sets of ears.
i want the comfort and safety to BAWL MY EYES OUT.
to keep talking through the tears and saliva and snot.
i want to be embraced.
with honesty.
with love.
i want a connection to be made in that moment of vulnerability that SCREAMS understanding.
because THAT is REAL life.
it's not fake, or hollow, or transparent.
and it's necessary.
cheers . . ..
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