Words

I guess I have been an introvert all my life. Even when I was trying to be an extrovert I was an introvert. And while I struggled with this all along, I have come to realize that I am very good with words.

That’s how we introverts express our feelings I suppose. By putting them into words on a piece of paper. And then hiding that paper in the farthest corners of existence where nobody can find it.

Then one day we grow up and realize that maybe our words are valuable. Maybe they can heal. Maybe the world needs them.

So we start digging. We dig into the deepest nooks and crevices of our subconscious mind to bring all the words to the surface. Coz maybe the World could be a better place from them.

Here’s to all the precious words that we are saving for a better time. Maybe the time for them is now.