The other day, a woman strolled in my place of work and struck up a conversation that didn’t end until about 40 minutes after the place had closed. She told me her life story, her dreams, her accomplishments. We talked about education, art, and imagination. We discussed the changes that come with every generation introduced to the world. Or I should say she talked while I kept a good, continuous head-nod going, accompanied by agreeable “mmhmmm”s and eyebrow raises to try and show my participation in the one-sided, two-hour lecture conversation.
As I was frantically searching for a way out listening, I realized that this woman was talking about some real deep, intellectual stuff. She told me that in order to combat feelings of inadequacy and make something of myself, I need to unleash my creativity — make art, write, start a blog, play an instrument, express myself.
I’ve heard this cliché bull a million times, but for some reason this time it stuck with me. Minus those artists, musicians, millionaires, etc, a lot of us never think to stop and give ourselves credit. We can get so sucked into our mediocrity that we, in turn, convince ourselves that we have nothing to offer, nothing worth saying. This is my effort to combat these feelings that a lot of us hold within ourselves. This is one of my outlets for creativity and expression through the writing of letters never sent. I invite you all to make it one of yours too. We all have things to say. Feel free to comment, respond, or to share your own letters(visit Feedbacks and Submissions or email me to submit: email@example.com) Come in, take a look around, make yourself comfortable, have a drink. Mi casa es su casa. Enjoy and thank you.