I write…

I write…

400 documents in…

I write.

4 years gone by…

I write.

Average post length? 4 pages…or 1600 pages… total.

I write.

And these are the ones that made it to hit “save”

RIP to all those who didn’t make it to the save button.

Theres a book 200 pages long (so far) in me.

I write.

Writing has given me the highest of highs, tears, and many cute moments.

I write.

I write almost every thought that comes into my head.

I really do, politics, the gym, love, health, everything.

I write.

I write because I am a writer.

I write because I love.

I love because I care.

If I did not care I would not waste my words on you.

I write so there is a written record of my feelings.

I write because even I can’t believe who I am sometimes.

I write so others don’t feel alone.

I write so I keep myself company.

I write because its important.

I write because its fanciful.

I write because…despite everything. I have hopes for my life.

I write so you know me.

I write so I discover me.

I write, because when they put me in the ground, 2 muscles will have been exercised to the max.

My brain and my legs.

I write… because I am.

I am Anna.

Easily 1,600 pages down. Infinity to go.

Grace and Courage

Annetta Mother Smith.