ever sit up in bed at two in the morning with too many thoughts in your head, threatening to spill open and lay bare for everyone to see? ever listen to the rain and want to touch and feel and hold it? most of this won’t make sense but it does to me. and i’d like to share it with you even if you might not understand.
and because sharing is caring, i will also post poetry and fiction written by others that hold a special place in my heart. and maybe i’ll have a ‘&friends’ post as well.