You know that great, wonderful, awesome feeling you get when you realize you haven’t done something you should have a long time ago?
Yeh, that’s where I’m at right now.
I once had a close friend tell me I should write more because it’s a creative outlet for me.
Boy did I fail that.
That might be the best part about writing for me though. The ability to pick it up when I feel like it.
Granted, I have a great nack for picking it back up when I’m busy or in some sort of distress.
Maybe I just like sharing parts of myself during those times the most. Especially when I’m incapable of expressing myself to those around me.
Have I mentioned I have trust issues?
People stress me out.
I’m in no means anti-social, I’m just. . . Well. . . Anti-social.
I’m a very selfish person who likes to hoard time to themself. Cause if I don’t get that time, I’m a whirlwind trying to calm myself out of the social anxiety hazard I’ve become.
All ranting aside, I have a journey I have to undergo.
Back to my roots.
And I need to hold myself accountable some way. What better way than share it with someone else.
So here I go.