I need to keep writing.

I need to keep writing because I just read a post from a year ago that perfectly described, and eerily anticipated, how I am feeling now, a year later. Only I wasn’t talking about me, I was talking about others. And yet here I am 365 days later needing those words I so preciously gave to others.

I need to keep writing. Even when I can’t see that it makes sense today. I need to keep writing because it might make sense tomorrow. In a year. In ten years.

I need to keep writing.

That’s all I came here to say today.


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