When I write in my Random Thoughts journal I write it like I am writing to someone else. Sometimes I write as if I am writing to Unis (the Universe) or another human being. Whether I am describing something that happened or my feelings or giving my opinion I write as if I am telling them a story or trying to help them understand their feelings or reactions or giving them my take on profound ideas like the point of life or the depths of the universe or multiverse. Sometimes I am just talking to Journal but often I am writing as if I were writing to someone I know. I write to someone that I feel safe telling almost anything. I have a couple of people that I share with in real life but it wouldn’t be fair to them to share my every crazy or profound thought so I just write as if I am writing to them. Sometimes I end up sharing excerpts from my writing with the real people in my life that I feel comfortable sharing my true self with.

   Hours or days or years later when I go back and read entries that I have written I read them as if someone else wrote them specifically to me. It’s like I have my own personal best friend, pen pal, psychiatrist, comedian and a god that I have access to all of the time. When I read what I wrote earlier it’s like someone I know and trust is sharing with me. Sometimes I write something that I end up reading over and over again. Even when I am not in a situation in which writing is convenient I just write in my head. I have an internal running conversation that sometimes makes me laugh or cry for apparently no reason at all. It’s nice to have someone there to talk to and someone to listen to whether it’s Unis or just myself