When I was younger, I never had any difficulty writing. It just seemed to flow… no prompting. It was my escape back then.
Now, I’m not the nerdy little kid anymore. No need to escape. But no need to write? That needs to change.
Writing had been therapy to me. It’s time to do that again.
I’ve felt so much anger lately… it’s probably better to express them in words rather than actions (more about that at a later date…). I know I’m going to suck at this in the beginning. But I used to be a pretty decent writer. Hopefully that will resurface in time.
Funny… I already feel a little better. 🙂