So, I asked myself, why do I create?
To feel more like myself.
There is the humdrum of life, and then t here is writing. Writing helps me take a break from the monotony and just, be. Be the thought I am, be the opinions I am, be the worries I am, be the curiosity I am, and most importantly, be the awesomeness I am. It helps me understand myself better by giving me time to put my thoughts under the scanner, and actually let myself feel everything that I’m experiencing.
There are times when I need to let a part of myself go, or I want to share a little bit of myself with somebody else. To let them in. To let them know that I’m letting them in. That. That’s when I write letters to them. I like writing to people because it means so much more to me than just a text message.
Often, it acts as my time-turner and lets me go back to a place and time and revisit a memory as I pen it down. Often, when I read things I wrote in the past, it surprises me, I can’t believe I wrote that, or that I even thought of that. And sometimes, it acts as my mirror, reflecting what I’m feeling when I read the words I’ve written.
Writing is my rawest, truest form of expression.