People have stange ways of expressing themselves.
Some do it through sports.
Some "emote" through art or music.
Others write.
I think I fall into the third category. Millions of ideas and emotions fly in my mind, circling.
Never ceasing.
Sometimes I just have to say something, or write it down, or I'm going to burst inside.
I need to write, it's vital to my being.
Words can do anything; they can take you anywhere, make you anything.
They can break people into millions of pieces, or make them fly higher than the starts.
That's what so magical about writing.
And that's why I write.