Living life in the third person - I must have been half asleep when I wrote this

Living life in the third person - an essay about the mind of a writer

Now I take selfies and express my feelings more. It has felt like something has been missing from life without writing all the time, but when I was writing I was missing life. It was my way of escaping life after all.

Today I find my writer’s voice in telling stories. I still write for myself, but not just for myself. I write for an unknown person who will read it someday. And interestingly enough, living life in the first person has helped me personally be less concerned about myself, Without that third person narrator whispering over my shoulder and making me nervous

#lunarwinds

The characters still live inside my heart, though they occupy less space in my head.

Stories concluded in ways that are often very surreal, and might be unusual or unsettling for a reader who doesn’t know how to take it.

It’s hard to think about them all.

I will tell you that the couple everyone would be rooting for did marry eachother. And they taught me a lot, especially about love. They taught me what real love looks like. Eventually, I found it in the first person.

Because of this I spend less time thinking about them. But they live on in other ways, and I assure you they are getting their happily ever after.

While they are getting their happily ever after, I am learning to live a little happier, even after it all.

(Break)

I am able to live with my heart on my sleeve a little more. Being more than a nonconformist; a more free spirit.

I am closer to the kind of person I’d like to be now than I was before.

Daisies and clear water with a warm breeze through the tropical trees on the shore.

(Posted 2021-04-09)