My jungle gym.
My happy place.
My head space.
Right here and now is when my filter waves goodbye just like the people who used to say more than "hey."
This is where I'll
maybe
one of you desperate teens getting headaches from computer screens at 2:18 am will learn with me that
feeling out loud can be the okayest thing to do.
There may be countless thoughts in my head at any unholy moment but
maybe
I can just catch a couple and put them into a half-decent sentence that
maybe
won't be as long as this one.
Maybe
this blog will be the best in the class and I'll get 10+ comments on each post but
maybe
you'll click "next blog" and I'll be lucky to get one nosy page view from my mom.
Let's get real. I'll just put it all out there. I'll just feel out loud and
maybe
someone will listen.
maybe
I can just catch a couple and put them into a half-decent sentence that
maybe
won't be as long as this one.
Maybe
this blog will be the best in the class and I'll get 10+ comments on each post but
maybe
you'll click "next blog" and I'll be lucky to get one nosy page view from my mom.
Let's get real. I'll just put it all out there. I'll just feel out loud and
maybe
someone will listen.
