I am quick to defend what I believe to be true. I am ready to stand up for a person when I feel that their words or actions may have been misunderstood. I am keen to be a voice of reason and representation, to help people understand one another where they might not be able to make that link themselves. Sometimes, I feel like I see things differently to other people. Sometimes, I suppose, everyone feels that way.
Writing calms my mind. I know this to be true and I found it particularly helpful as a student. Writing allows me to process my thoughts in a way that talking or thinking doesn't always manage. Writing, as if to someone outside of myself, brings order to my brain.
I think it's something that I need at the moment. There's no great trauma or tragedy in my life, fear not. But there's plenty I could say, so many changes happening all around that are almost passing me by. Minor decisions that I am finding hard to pin down, major milestones that friends are ticking off, all the time. I want to capture these feelings, these events, these viewpoints.
Perhaps this is just a burst of inspiration. Perhaps it is a momentary blip back to unsettled and restless. Perhaps it won't last long. Well, we shall see.
Perhaps a blog is like a resting place, a shelter from the storm.
Flitterbox: Frank Turner ~ Photosynthesise
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