Write.

There comes a point when we tire and give up.
We stop sharing our lives with people who don't care and only pass by.
We get private about our lives as we realise how precious they are.
The urge to write is somewhere linked with the urge to say and to share.
We write always. We never stop. Only change where.
A blog, a journal, a diary or newspaper, a magazine, a CD cover or chocolate wrapper
a head, a heart or tissue paper.
Write all you know.
Write like its all you know.
Write for me to know all you that you know.
Write to me.
Write.