I like to think of myself as a writer. Not because I can write a book, but because I love to immortalize things in all of their glory. I hope you find this soon. This book has spent a long time in my head, waiting to exist. And now, as my heart has yearned for it, it shall. Some words may be messy or blurry, but know that they are raw and real. My soul bleeds into this book so that it might have life. Treat it gently. Read it slowly. Let the words nestle in the space between your ears and reach your heart. That's all I can ask of you.
Love,
Me
