Some things are better left to me myself and I.

I feel a lot.

A lot of emotion.

A lot of your emotion.

A lot of his emotion

And a lot of her emotion.

So I shove it down and

write it out. It’s be-you-tiful

But…

I’ve set some of my past and current writings to private as to reflect on them privately.

Let the dust collect on them without disturbance, so to speak.

I love reading my past selves thoughts but some have turned into collected memories.

Thanks for reading.