I wasn’t really thinking about that question. I was thinking about writing and ended up there.
My questions was Would I write if no one was listening?
I would write. I would for the same reason people sing in the shower, run by the lake shore, or paint a portrait. I would write for the same reason that people grow flowers in places that other people can’t see. I would write because I know it’s wrong leave your talent dormant, lying wanting, hidden in some empty closet, only used when other folks applaud. I would write to find the pathway through my thoughts that leads to me.
About that desert island, might I have paper and pencil, please?
Even if I might not have them, I would write an oral history.
−me strauss Letting me be