Content With Loneliness

When an inability to talk just becomes to much, there needs to be an outlet of some kind to allow the mind to free itself. My situations have told me not to talk because the outcome would not change at that time. Well, here is my outlet and my talking is through my fingers. I have not edited this at all because it was all written with my stream of consciousness. My first completed attempt at something like this. The odd thing about this writing style is that I remember, only after publishing, that I wanted to add more here and there. But, maybe, I forgot to add that stuff because that is what is meant to be, huh?