Anonymous asked “What would help? Would you write with me? Back and forth, tid bits. Words are beautiful tools and weapons for creation and destruction. We’ll destroy the pain and construct more hope for you, more beauty.”
Words can destroy hope and construct pain.
My best friend, who I talk to most, through text, has just informed me that we don’t really text. So we don’t really talk. So I don’t talk to anybody.
Where are you now, Anonymous?
I have work all day. It’s too bad I don’t know who you are. I could give you my cell number and you could text me to help rebuild hope. I would write with you. Back and forth, tidbits.
Won’t you tell me who you are?
let's make a connection
