Why I write

I write to remember and to forget and simply to put my feelings into words, but even as I finish and put my pen aside, I find that I am not satisfied. For words were invented by people who thought feelings could be described, but these things that we feel cannot be found in the unity of letters. Sometimes these things that we feel just have to be felt.

And that’s it. I write because who knows, maybe someone, somewhere, feels the exact same thing I’m feeling now.

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