It's crazy when I think of small moments that i've turned the tides. Shown up and out. The immense depth that I can share and gladly hand to others. The joy that surrounds me that when I am with and around those I love I share. There is no one that will ever do what I can do for others. The words I string together to make or break people. I always look deeply and think of a small phrase or line and say what is the best way possible for this to sound and come across? How can I make you understand what I am feeling? That's what I do the very best. I can paint the portrait of what I feel to you with my words to make you understand the feelings I am trying to convey. If I want you to feel joy, or make you laugh. Maybe I want you to cry at the depth of it all. In rare instances, maybe I need you to feel a thousand paper cuts with my tongue, or cause you a crisis of conscience. I have at length conversations with myself every moment of the day to unravel my brain. A thought that had occurred to me yesterday was very much the latter to which I penned this phrase in my head. You assume engagement grants you relevance. It doesn’t. Even zero has a position. You are at a deficit, subtracting presence from a room rather than adding to it. Responding to you would be irrational and only fill the void with my presence of which you will never deserve.
