And just like that.
It’s actually been forever since I’ve sat down to write something. I missed it. Actually, I still miss it. There is no time, apparently. To sit and think I mean.
I meant to write to you sooner, perhaps because I feel as though words convey more than my mouth ever will. My voice doesn’t seem to fit the mood. Or I say things too loudly when I didn’t mean to. Or perhaps I’ll whisper something that I meant to say loudly.
And it’s all because you make me nervous.
I’m glad we talked about it though. I’m glad it was settled through words. Words exchanged, perhaps, over the phone. Words that will hopefully be spoken when I see you tomorrow morning.
Please sit next to me.
I want to go back to the way we used to be. Laughing or giggling about something stupid that just came out of my mouth. Maybe complaining about not being able to see the board. Maybe I’ll point out your doodles again and make fun of them. But I only do it because I find them absolutely adorable. I think it’s cute, really.
You’re just cute in general.
So here I am, writing when I should be reading about biology and chemistry and about how the universe functions. I will get to that later though.
I just needed to sit down and write. Write to you, to myself. Write to nobody.
It’s nice when writing just happens.
[…] They are all okay! And all those things could exist in the same woman. Women shouldn’t be valued because we are strong, or kick-ass, but because we are people. So don’t focus on writing characters who are strong. Write characters who are people.” Erin Bowman
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