Lament of the Mind

I started writing again the other day, when the internet was out.

A small piece. Nonfiction. Handwritten. I intend for it to be an analysis of society… more me ranting about the world, really. And my ideas on how to fix it.

I had to start something. Something had to come out of me, and this was the easiest thing I could put words to.

I want there to be more. I want the stories in my head to be on display for the world. I want to share the little bits of creativity I have, and let my ideas be spread.

It isn’t much, but it’s a start.

That seems to be the motto of my life, right now… not much, but a start. Baby steps. Little bits at a time, wherever I can.