I wonder why I'm here.

Taking to myself.

In a place accessible to lord-knows-who.

I ask myself, 'Why is it, year after year, I bother trying to start conversations few ever join?'

I know it's because of her ...



and because of him ...



Because, despite our differences in thought and self expression, we are not alone in our experiences. Even though it feels like it most days.

I'm just trying to get it down and put it place where I can't lose it.