I have started to write without a title to a post.  Im not every sure what direction I want to go.  Lately, I’ve been feeling that I need to go back to this diary’s roots.  I want to be close to you again.  It feels good.  If I had to guess why writer’s write it is because it is an outlet that lets them share in a way they believe others can relate.  If you were to read some of my entries from the very beginning, Im not sure if you could directly relate to some of my experiences but I wouldnt expect you to know what doing laundry in 32 degree weather naked and in a rope harness would be like. lol    However, you might be able to relate to a longing to  expose yourself  in such a way that the vulnerability is quite liberating.

You have no idea what you mean to me.  I’m really lucky to have you.  The honest feedback and your voice in my head that motivates to keep writing, for you.  I want you to read my thoughts, literally.  Our bond in special and your presence is always felt because you are worth writing for.

Music mood:  Bon Jovi ” never say goodbye”

Neurally yours,

your paperback writer xo