the things we know
It’s easy to write about things I know. The words fly off the page and create a type of wrist/brain carpal tunnel which isn’t easily cured. However, it’s the pain of the things I know which gives me pause. How much am I willing to share with the world? It doesn’t matter if it gains me an audience or notoriety, the cost of the divulged could be limitless. I have to remind myself of that often.