Outlet

This blog is my outlet.

Sometimes I wonder why I write here.
Why do I waste my time typing to an audience I don't have?
If I had an audience, would I even want them to read?
I don't know.

But an outlet.

That's what I think this blog is.
An outlet to the thoughts that run through my mind.
All day, I think them.
Some days more than others.

That's where the outlet comes in.

My thoughts are thought.
Then, they gather.
Slowly, they come together.
At the end of the day, here's where they go.

The outlet.

They flow out little by little.
Maybe they aren't beautiful or enlightening.
Maybe they're not even complete.
But this is where they end up, satisfied to have reached the end.

And now, I can let them be.