The pages are the places we go when we are weary. Where the darkness can become a little lighter, the truth a little kinder, the world a little smaller. They are the places we go to when we don't know where else to go, or before we go anywhere else in the world. The pages hold our souls like an envelope does a love letter. We go to them when we are broken so they can put us back together again. When we are forgotten they remember us. When we are lost they find us. The pages are the places we find ourselves.
"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed." ~ Ernest Hemingway