i can think of a million and one things i want to say, but when the moment comes, i’m tongue-tied or mute, words failing me.

i’m a better writer, anyway.

i’ve never been one for verbal plaudits – speaking can be so damn hard for me.

sitting down, pen in hand, i can write things that are on my heart, on my mind with ease my mouth will never be able to match.

i write (mostly) for me.

occasionally, some of those words will find themselves folded into an envelope which has been addressed – even rarer, an envelope that gets stamped and given into the hands of the postal service.

when i’m with you, i want you to know just how much you mean to me – even if i don’t speak a word.

traveling mercies,


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