Dear Reader

 Dear reader, whoever you are.

My numbers are low but there are at least numbers. My words are few but at least they are readable. My brain is exhausted but for you I push on. Dear reader, I wonder who you are. You're the one that sends the notification to my phone that someone, somewhere has clicked and scrolled on the latest post. That someone is you, dear reader. I need you the most. If you are the reader, which we both know you are, I wonder what you think of these ramblings. Stories and sentences, blogs and blurbs. The innermost thoughts of my mind, smushed onto a page and formatted to be bitten and chewed. Writing has devoured me, and the words are perpetual. If only to be read by you, they must exist. You and I must exist for the words to exist. Dear reader, I urge you to press on. Whatever kind of day you're having, what month or year. Grief, sorrow, joy, discovery. All of it. Take it. Feed off of it. Dear reader, never stop. Without you I am nothing but a rambling man on a journey to circumvent my opinions and traumas and anecdotes to an empty void. This blogger, dot com sees enough. Dear reader, take the words I produce and sit with them like you do, until I stop. 

Until I stop, dear reader, please. We must exist.


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