Here’s to expressing!
Sometimes we can worry so much about who is going to read our story, hear our story, disparage our story, that we forget to wonder who will write our story, tell our story, love our story—shall we not have a say. So pick up your pens and pencils, Apple or not, and jot your days. If not for anyone else, let us exhibit care for ourselves in our scribbles and through our typos with each smudge a painting of our lives, every strikethrough a signifier of our own second chances, and all the run-ons in the world to represent the pace of this race called life. All in all, just write fam… just write!