Why am I doing this?

No friendly eye contact from the other person lets me know they’re interested in a conversation.

No polite hush settles over the audience as they see me adjust the microphone.

Literally no one has told me they want to hear me speak.

And yet here I am.

Is it a brazen act of self-expression?

A lonely cry for attention?

Or just the daring prayer that what I share might mean something to someone, somewhere?

I’m clinging to that last small candle of hope.

I’m casting my message in a bottle upon the water.

I’m – I’m –

Overthinking my posts again!