Words have consumed me ever since I was a child. Cliche or not, words are the one true thing I feel I can give to the world.
I’ve been a writer ever since I learned to write in school. I’ve been a story teller ever since the moment I could talk. I have been a dreamer ever since I was born.
I can’t offer much to the world, but if my worlds reach even one person, then I suppose that isn’t such a bad legacy to leave behind.
I could tell you that I am in my 30’s or that I have suffered with my mental health, or that I yearn to belong, that I want to explore the world, that I want to help others thrive, that I live for the little sparkles of whimsy, that I wave excitedly to all the dogs I pass in the street, or that I want to be a published author one day and to see my books sitting on the bookstore shelf. But none of that really matters.
The world is rather crap at the moment.
All I have is my words. I hope they find you.
“Remember that just because something is, doesn’t mean it can’t change, and just because you haven’t seen something before, that doesn’t mean it’s impossible.”
― Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah, Chain-Gang All-Stars
