So I've been thinking about what I am doing here.
It certaintly isn't what I would've called "writing" before now.
Is it? Does it matter?
And then I kinda got this feeling, like maybe (since this experiment started started on the theory that no one was reading it anyway) just maybe, what I am doing is discovering my voice. My. Voice.
I'm not trying to imitate a favorite author. I'm not trying to impress any specific person. I'm not trying to get an article published by a certain magazine with a target audience.
I am trying to express myself just for the sake of expression.
You can take it or leave it.
I'm just feeling my way around in the dark and figuring out where the barriers are and where the passageways let me through.
You don't have to come with me.
But I do like company sometimes.
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