I’ve been pondering the concept of words having value, or more specifically, whether the value of words imparts value onto the efforts of their writer. Simply put, does what I write have any worth? I know it does for me, even if only in the catharsis of the act of writing. But even for me there is more value than just that; I truly enjoy writing and learn much about myself and life from reading back over what I’ve written.

Beyond me, is there any value? Does anyone else care? If not, then my writings are better confined to private journals. Just something I’m thinking about today.

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