I haven't posted for two days.
Yes, I know this goes against my plan to post every day in the month of February.
Honestly, though, I couldn't bring myself to post.
I just wasn't inspired.
And I couldn't force myself to write meaningless posts that didn't come from my heart just to fulfill a "goal."
Because, you see, when I write, I don't just scribble down random, trivial things for no reason.
I just can't bring myself to write like that.
Everything I write has a purpose.
I pour part of myself into everything I write.
I never understood writers who used their writing as a cover...
...a disguise to hide themselves from the world and remain anonymous.
Maybe it's my personality, but I am unable to separate myself from my writing.
I want those who read my blog to be as observers gazing through a picture window, gazing up at the stars and moon set in the black fabric of the night sky.
I want them not to see mere words -- black marks upon a page.
I want them to see into my heart.
I want them to see my soul.
I want them to see Him through me.
So read with caution, gentle reader...
...for what you see here is my heart.
So please, handle my soul with care.