Why does she?
Why does she write? Why does she share her words with a world full of strangers? To free herself. Free herself of all the words swimming through her brain like a goldfish with a thousand places to go. Words floating about in her brain like snowflakes swirling around in the wind. With each word written, a snowflake settles. With every word, the goldfish finds it’s direction. Creating something like a wide open sky. A place to dream, to create, to live. Or a gentle pool, with no distractions to pull the goldfish off course. Writing every thought of a prose, taking it from her brain to her paper. Making way for the clarity to live her life. That, that is why she writes.