I was just thinking the other day, after reading one of John Gorman’s pieces, why do I even try? And yea, Jessica Wildfire and Kris Gage make me feel like that too.

But then I thought, I don’t write about what they write about (usually). And I don’t write what you write about either. And even if I did, my take on it would be different. And my take may be just what someone needs to “get it” today.

That’s why I write. Even when pushing the publish button makes me feel like I’m naked on a stage in high school.

If you don’t say your words out loud, nobody’s going to hear them.

After three months, I think I’m here to stay. As long as nobody points and starts laughing, anyway.