Style, My Style

I notice my style of writing the other day. My style is the incomplete style. I start my thought and make my point but I hardly ever conclude my thought. I think it is because you can never be sure of the outcome. I write what I know, what I dream, what I believed and what I experienced. I have written things with tears in my eyes and sometimes with a smile on my face. I have often found peace in my writing. Just a moment of understanding. I have often thought of being a writer but I believe my words are only for a few and only me.