Dear Stranger. I am a writer. Fact. I write for my own pleasure, yet I seek the praise of people I don't wish to care about. Not because they aren't pleasant people, but because they are faceless humans which hold no true power over my life, still I need to hear their voices. How do… Continue reading A Unread Message.
I enjoy the quiet moments but sometimes they leave me feeling empty. I can never sit in total silence, I need to make background noise, a tv show will be on, a movie, my music, because if I don't make some kind of sound, the air around me becomes deafening. My brain likes to bring… Continue reading The Quiet Time.