I have thoughts in my head that I can never give justice to when I express them with words. But words are the the means I can convey them the best, so I try. Still, I have to ask this, “Are my truths still worth mentioning even if they couldn’t be captured outside the realm of the mind?”
Engaging in communication is how we develop our cognitive faculties. If we practice more, then we can expect to be better at expressing our thoughts. That’s why we have to. If I still can’t figure out the most abstract of thoughts in my head, then I have to wait and hope; hope that maybe one day I could reach that milestone and achieve the level of skill that could decipher my own mind. Until then, I must write.
I started with the littlest things, describing the trivial things in the most simple way. Now, I am comfortable sharing my more personal and intimate experiences even reaching so far as expressing the complexities of emotions. And I know I am still green; there is so much ahead to conquer that are both inside my head and out there in the world.
I could only see as far as the horizon ahead of me and not beyond; it excites me, stringing a cord in my being – the longing for the great unknown. Words are the blocks to build with in navigating the unexplored. In fact, they make up the compass to go anywhere and everywhere as it always points towards one direction – onward.