rather, i've been writing something.
i'm not quite sure what it is. what they are, i mean.
they're like little glimpses into stories.
not short stories. not poems.
just a stream of consciousness, maybe--a series of the small pieces within others' lives, laid out on the page, naked and exposed for anyone to read and see and feel and know that we are all together in this world. the vulnerable bits of everyone's experiences that unite us.
i don't quite know what it is.
but i kind of really like it.