What entices me most about the concept of writing is how freeing it truly is. I have always enjoyed the mere thought of being able to get my thoughts out in such a way that is was understandable to the reader. And by that I mean – a way in which my words aren’t complete gibberish. When your words are thoughts, they can be jumbled, confusing, scribbled quick like a picture a little kid drew during kindergarten art class. But I guess that’s the great thing about most peoples creative talents – they are all our own form of art. They don’t have to make sense or prove anything, they don’t have to teach anything – they merely have to exist. And maybe most of you think that is a waste, but if I have even one reader who can relate, or one reader who feels touched or helped by the words I am scribbling down – then my art has a whole new meaning because my art already has meaning – it is meaningful to me.