I said, "I'm the type of person who doesn't know what she's feeling until she talks to someone about it. Which is terrible, of course, I know."
Writing on my blog is almost like talking out loud. And after writing my thoughts, posting it and reading it on a peach-white background with curling leaves, I find that I can analyse what I'm saying. I can think about it, rather than just think it. I can see the flaws in my reasoning and the gaps I hadn't noticed.
I guess after reading what I wrote, I realised....Well, yeah, I had a point there. But there's another point here, a huge pink elephant sitting on the sofa which I didn't see until now. So, hello.