A couple years ago, I found it difficult to find words to share with you. Words have always been my solace in life. When I was a skinny, nerdy kid, the one who had trouble making friends, I had words.
I could stitch them together into a blanket, I could use them to walk across vast chasms, I could use them to uncover truths that helped me understand things. No matter how hard things were, words were there and they grew as I did, with more and more added. It got to the point that even the most complex and frightening situations were understandable because of them.