TO SPEAK IS TO FEEL, AND TO FEEL IS TO ACT.
I think somehow my one fear almost came to pass, that I'd stop wanting and even knowing how to write. I think somehow I thought too much about it until I got comfortable convincing myself I'd forgotten completely. Anyway, that's not what I want to share. So I realized over the past 4 months that life is quite funny to be honest. It is always playing some elaborate joke in between all the chaos of life. Look at me, completely shifted from what I thought was my reality last year. I can't even lie to myself and pretend I'm whole and untouched. My different, my change is rather scary this time around. The thought hasn't turned to feeling yet; that I can change again and understand love as a better person. Here's what I'm talking about. Last year I spent a majority of my time being what I would call 'a spokesperson of Love'. I think a lot of us experience a little drift from the feeling and the act of actual love. I've accepted that for me...