Intro II

My ex-coworker Jacob said it best. I communicate better if I were to write it out. And he’s right.

I always enjoyed writing, whether or not I was aware of it. I think it began in middle school to be quite honest. I remember having Mr. Peterson’s 7th grade English class, and he forced us to write about stuff. Around that time I was playing The World Ends With You, so with all of the ideas that were inside of my head, explaining how I felt because of the game and talking about how that game changed my perspective of life wasn’t going to happen by conversation. No, I needed to sit down and write out my ideas.

I tell people this all the time. I need time to think about what I say. Time equates to space, to be honest, in this perspective. I guess for me, in this context, both of these words are interchangeable.

Anyways, I write to understand others. I write to understand the world. I write for people to understand me.

Writing is a language, and boy do I love language. I love understanding others, as I can become closer to them. I was raised with meeting someone on the same level. I never want to feel superior or inferior to someone. Everyone deserves respect, well, ideally. These ideals were just poured into me by my family. Not that I don’t necessarily dislike that trait of me, I am happy for it. But what I’m trying to say is that the easiest way to get to know someone is by speaking their tongue. By learning their language, they feel more comfortable talking to you. You can hear their sounds, their feelings, their thoughts. Language is a powerful thing, my friend.

Part of the reason why I write is to create space. I don’t know about you, but there has been too many times where I have to rewind a part of a song to get the euphoria of calmness. I LOVE that feeling and I want to preserve it. Which is why I write. To grab a portion of emotion and compact it onto zeroes and ones on a screen in your local coffee shop, on your cellular prison, or invading your seeing holes. I want my words to evoke an emotion. I want you to feel. I want you to say your thoughts. Let’s have this conversation. Let’s dance the dance of language.

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