Writing is one of those exceptionally few things that keeps my head above water; above the looming depths of the slings and arrows that are life and its synonymous workings.

If I could write as much as I thought, I could swim in an ocean of heartfelt words that came from my soul, no matter how tattered, heartbroken or cruel some may be, they will always be there to comfort me with their soothing paper cuts that keep me alfoat like nobody ever has nor I doubt will.