My desk

This is the one you showed me but I was dead and still sobbing I am sure...I understand it now and like how you used a desk as a connector to school and home, it is something a reader can cling too because we all know what a desk it...it anchors us when we (the readers) start to loose control of adding our person in your place and forgetting that this is yours and we shouldn't make it ours...it was great Logan...you haven't lost it...please don't let where you are stop your soul from spilling out onto paper or a little box where you can type or from any type of artistic expression...lov u

I fail to see the poor structure, m'dear. This write is very creative and original and amazingly well done. You still have it after so long of writing and not writing (and I still envy you). I know how you feel with the desks, I do feel quite similar, but I would never know how to write about it. You have pure talent, sunshine. Take care and keep your head up. xxx

Love always,
Sarah.x.