Growing up, I wanted to be a writer. Throughout school, English was always my favorite and best subject. I had always imagined writing books and publishing books that people would actually WANT to read. Writing and music were my two escapes. These two things whisk me off into a world where I do not have to think too much or care about which emotions are captivating my mind. After all of those years passed of dreaming and wishing to be a published writer, I’ve realized that I do not want to write a book and publish books that people will read anymore. I do, on the other hand, want that passion back that I had when I wrote. The passion I had for life and for bettering myself so that I could help better the world. It was a passion that was often expressed in the things I wrote, or the music I listened to, and sadly I have lost it somehow over the past few years. So, now is as good a time as any to get it back. It may not always be happy writing or sad writing, but it will be what I feel or think, and I don’t expect anyone else to read it, but if I can change just one life throughout my journey because of one simple word I may have ever written, then perhaps I have accomplished something.
So here I am, to prove to myself that I still have it in me! Blogs are fun for the soul reason that they may or may not have a purpose or a message, but the writer can just write a thought or a page and it makes no difference what it is about. I will still have to say though, that the actual inspiration you get with a pen in hand is much greater and a much deeper feeling than sitting in front of a glowing screen, but, I suppose times have changed, and so here we go. One day at a time, one word at a time…
