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I Write Because I Want To!


Writing is  release.  Writing journals, list, ideas, letters.... You get the picture.  Of course I never sent the countless letters that I wrote because they got lost before I could find the stamps to mail them away to you. 

I transpose letters and get things all mixed up when I write.  I write in jerky and confusing sentences and without precision.  But I write because I want to! 

I write because I have so much in my heart and mind that  needs out and set free.  Put on paper.  Typed on a blog or an email.  I want to connect with you.  I want you to know that I think about you.  I want to know you and want to be known by you.

I write because I want to.  I want to be real.  Be known.  To not live my life hidden from reality but grasping for it with everything I have. 

I write because I want to.  Knowing that your time is precious and your life is full of responsibilities and things to do.  So if you don't read-I understand.  I write because I want to not because I think you need it or will even read it! 

Time?  Who has it and I don't take it.  What I can't put down in minutes just won't be said-thus the mistakes, run ons, and rambling.  If I wait until I have the time or until I'm perfect then I won't know you and you won't know me.

I write because I want to.  I love that you check in once in a while and I wish I knew who you are and what your heart says when no one is around.  I wonder what your days is like.  When I click the stats button and I see that someone has read my ramblings-I think of you.  
Wish I could reach through the computer and build a connection with you.

Someday we will all be known as we are and will have all the time in the universe to sit around and chat.   
No language gaps and barriers or distance or understanding.  
But not now. 
Today will go quickly.  Life will run by.

Right now?  

I just write because I want to.



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