this silence has been the silence of creation and new beginnings and not, as one might think, its sister silence of lethargy and self-doubt. i have a hard time updating people when i’m not sure they’re even listening. social media is a battle with silence and identity and i’m still constructing my arsenal and readying my statements. this isn’t like putting pen to paper - not everyone can read my handwriting (especially when i don’t want it read) - it doesn’t feel easy or free. and i am not who you think i am. this is me and it is not me. that being said, i’ve always felt comfortable going forth into the shadows and making up my own light and casting it from the lanterns of my design. and that’s what i’ve been doing. i’m at work. the sign is up on the door. do not disturb. this might take a while but here it goes. and i feel myself a person on the edge of something great. i don’t need you to catch me. these shadows have hands.