There has been so much on my mind lately. So much that I've wanted to talk about; things that I need to write out in order to understand them better. But right now isn't the time for it.
Right now is a time for silence. It's a time for me to grapple with life alone for a little while. To sort out the mess in my head before I put my unfinished thoughts into the world.
It's lonely, but perhaps necessary.
And I know this may not make sense, all this talk about silence. But I couldn't delve into any other word that has pulled at my heart over the past week. Not stress or surprise or screaming or serious or silly or senseless or sensible or serendipitous or serenity or any other number of words that crossed my mind.
Bear with me, soon the silence won't be necessary.