I write for the release. I write, because I have no say in the matter. I believe that it is both a gift and a curse. I want to share that with the world. I write, because I love to read. I write, hoping that my words make their way into someone’s notebook. I write, so that people might repay me by writing themselves between the margins of my words.
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LITTLE TALKS 
I’m glad that you do write. Writers give our thoughts the opportunity to become squirrelled between the words they write. That’s the beauty about writers – we lose ourselves in their words, and sometimes within them too. They don’t just make their way into our notebooks, but remain permanently ingrained within our soul – their words etched upon us.
Good writers are precisely those who carve their names upon our hearts – and so we begin to live as the scribbled notes, the highlighted passages, the underlined sentences and the folded corners.
I’m really glad that I’m not the only person who writes because they have to. It’s in our blood, is what I think. I feel like if I don’t write, I may go mad one day. Writing is a release for me. A place where I can write whatever I want and not worry about what people will say or think. I often keep too much inside and writing just seems to be freeing to me.
I completely agree with you 🙂