Feb 19, 2021
4 min read
The Act of Writing
Allowing My Inner Turmoil a Way Out
The act of writing is a solitary one for me. A journey inward and then a release outward. But it’s only for me, in a sense. The act of writing allows my inner turmoil a way out. And in so doing, it frees me of that weight.
I appreciate you, but the words are actually for me. Selfish as it may sound, my process is complete once the letters lay…
