Sierra Sandel

Creation

You’re probably wondering where I got it. Well, I’ll tell you. Not like you don’t already know. I mean, you are basically an extension of myself. You already know my deepest thoughts. Be that as it may, I still need to put it into physical form so that you’ll understand. Also, because thinking something and writing something are two very different things. After all, what good is a journal with nothing written inside? Not that you’re entirely empty either. You know things that no one else does. I never though myself much of a writer, but after receiving that small black notebook with a request from my dear friend, I figured I’d give it a shot. I found that the more I wrote, the more that I freed my mind from the endless drudgery of everyday life. At his request, I had begun recording not only my thoughts, but also my needs, my wants, my intentions, and my desires. Nobody knows this but myself. Not even my dear friend knows. You can never show vulnerability to others. If that’s one rule of survival, I know it well.