Think of me as that guy you see in the streets playing his guitar and singing his heart out. Only that I have no guitar, nor am I singing. It's just me, telling stories... I guess stories about how I see things, feel them and think of them . Oh, just so you know, these stories aren't about a long lost lover. I mean, maybe I could write about that, when it happens (since the reason for this blog is simply to write; to serve as an outlet for me).
I guess we all need that; that which provides an outlet for us.
Because sometimes all we want is just to express what matters to us, and we do so with words, with stories— simply because they matter too.