I have always thought of myself as an artist, and to a degree I am. Painting and woodworking and refinishing furniture are some of my favorite ways to occupy my time. I couldn't live without it, I tried.
But --
I, am a writer.
I get manic, I write.
I get depressed, I write.
I am overjoyed, I write.
I'm unsure, I write.
I'm every emotion at once and falling apart from feeling
too much...
too much...
I write.
Writing is my soul. Whether or not anyone else ever reads any of these god forsaken blurbs I'll be embarrassed of in a month, it's not for them. It's for me.
And I wouldn't be here today without it.
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