My thoughts sometimes.

I don't write for any one person in particular most of the time, and for the time being it has seemed to satiate me. I once used to spend much of my time just typing nonsensical sentences that summed up to something inconsequential at the end. Writing myself into circles until I lost sight of the initial reason for such writings gave me something to do. Rather than something to achieve the words I sloppily strung together gave me something to gloat about. Gloating for no particularly good reason as well. Remembering the words and reading them over and over shows me just how much I wish to improve my own grasp on grammar and sentence structure as a whole. To be understood seems like just enough at times and at other times it just seems all too simple and child-like. A child would be able to write of the winds blowing through their hair and the birds yelping at the morning sun. But I want to be able to type like someone I'm not. I want to be able to construct pieces that are just simply beautiful and not just beautifully simple. I want to show you the dark morning streets before the dawn, I want to give you the short moist inhalations one can only experience in a humid country during the height of a heat wave. I want to be able to give you the intricate and almost pointless experiences of life people experience all the time but always forget. The glare of the city lights on the harbor waters. The white frothing of rushing waters and rocks just so slightly breaking the glare of the water's surface.  These tiny details are what I want to write of, but at the same time I want to be able to touch the heart of whoever is reading. With the descriptions I write down and the sights and feelings I've felt, I want to be able to impart not only physical sensation but a psychological sensation of caring and worldly awareness that writers are so famous for. I think that truly great writers aren't always the ones with the awards, the world wide recognition, not the misunderstood disposition the masses see them with. I'd rather meet a down and out writer who can write about a forest and make you want to love someone instead of meeting a writer who has to write a love story told again and again to incite the same emotions over and over.