Grateful this day to immerse in the digesting of written words.
Mass amounts of content I sometimes feel compelled to consume.
Thoughts, struggles, challenges and victories.
Writings from those who choose to move forward in the middle of situations where one feels least like moving at all.
More about the discovery of not being alone. Isolated in obscure tangents of ideas, thoughts and feelings which at the deepest levels scream of being uniquely mine.
None can claim any exclusive domain on sufferings or delicate abstractions.
Somehow there is comfort knowing of others who feel the same and offer up a dash of kindness to soften the blow of thoughts which become things.
Spoonful of sugar. Sweet.