This. You. Me. And the virtual pen…

Let me ask you something else: did I ever tell you how I wanted to become a psychologist? Now I wonder: "Are psychologists genuine soul surgeons?" If not, then who is? Can a writer do more that sience?

Writing…

What is writing to me? Pure joy, the utmost cure, my complete relief. My writings know every little bit of me. All my down lows and all my attempts to be strong; my true self; all my likes, all crushes, my weak knees, trembling hands and pounding heart...all naked emotions; the spaces I would fill your name with; the things I dislike and all my anger, my frustrations and greatest wishes. My writings witness and wipe my tears, salute my happiness, expose my thorns and reveal my healing power...