Writing.
I want to write again. Not blog, write. I used to write poems, when I was happy or sad or just plain me. Recently I rediscovered them between my old files and read a few, and wondered why I ever stopped writing them. Maybe because my love for photography took over, I don’t know. But I want to continue writing. I love words, and I hope I can get the words that describe my thoughts down on paper like I used to. I remember how easy it was back then, but now I feel like I have to think of something before I write. Back then I would just write something and it would work. Or not, but I would just start over and make the bits work together. Let’s hope I can find that again.
