I’m amazed that my words are reaching people in several places of the world.

When I was a child I would dream of having my thoughts reach others. I would write messages in paper airplanes and throw them out of the window.

I would sometimes look at the sky and ask “Can you hear me?”

And now, thanks to the internet, it’s become so much easier for us all to communicate. To reach each other with our messages.

I want my messages to be of love and hope. Of peace. Of kindness. Of prosperity. Of joy.

But sometimes I have my angry, depressing, weird, abstract rants – as you’ve probably already seen if you’ve followed me for a while.

But they’re not necessarily a message, it’s just me venting out loud. Ya know, reflecting out loud.

Thank you for reading my words.

For adding meaning to my life.

I am more fulfilled because I can share my story and my journey with you.