Why do I write ?
I have thought about this a lot, maybe someday, I will be confident enough to publish all of this, but for now, this should suffice. I’ve always wanted to write a book. But why? Because I have so much to say and sometimes even words fall short. It is inane that in my worst moments I find comfort in reading and in my moments of euphoria I can barely type a full sentence without skipping to the next one. There is this inexplicable urge to write everything I feel. Maybe it comes because I want to remember everything, maybe it comes out like vomit, to write and let it all out. Either way, I write like a possessed man who has been running on coffee, no sleep and i being driven by his emotions Maybe I write because once you write, it is true. I write for assurance or maybe I write about things that would take me away from reality into a fantasy- a place where people speak what they really feel and people feel understood. Maybe I write because that is all I’ve ever known- wh...