Today I write for no other reason that I want to change something about myself. I don't know what it is, but I find that putting a thought out into this semi-public ether does something to my ego. I am here, presenting myself, visible to others, what do I look like? (And it's different than social media) I think it makes me confront myself from an external perspective, takes me out of my clogged inside world. But there's more, because I always meet new people and talk to people in my line of work, and that does not have the same effect. I think it's the act of _leaving something here_. Conversations are transient. Messages stay, to reflect on by you and those close to you. [[2025-03-20 The Purpose of these thoughts]] I'm not sure if I'm drained because of a migraine, but I'm feeling a yearning to express something true within me. Not even to identify this truth clearly, simply to _express_. I want to cry without any semblance of an ordered thought. [[2025-06-12]] 22:58 It’s love. I want to express my love for people. I’ve been thinking recently how love is a gate, someone you just met could open it. And all of a sudden you are thinking about all of the love everyone in your life has shown you and it is overwhelming. ---