I Write But I'm Not A Writer

   I'm not a writer. I don't pretend to be. But I write sometimes. Everyone writes in a way, even if they don't physically pick up a pen and paper or type it down. Writing is basically thoughts and ideas and emotions and creativity just put down on paper and some people decide to put it down. some people don't, others have talent in how they get their words out, and some struggle to create sentences out of their ideas. I may be the latter. But I write, not because I'm a writer, not because I'm talented in the least, but because I have opinions and ideas and thoughts that need to go somewhere when people stop listening. It's a way to express my opinion... sometimes to absolutely no one. When you speak an opinion and put it out there, it's hard to change it or to take it back, but writing is yours to keep until you're sure of it, yours to change and edit and rip to shreds when you know longer like it. Althought it's harder to delete things online, people still try. I prefer writing in a notebook... journaling. Because handwriting says something too. The way it can be neat and calm and collected, or scribbled and angry and rushed. The color of pen I choose. The crossing out and the adding things in on the edge. I can draw a picture (I'm not an artist either) or fold the page or glue things in. But typing works also. Since I am not a speed writer. So I guess this is a blog where I get to say what I think, most of the time probably figuring out what I think. Not as a writer but just as a confused person who needs a way to talk to herself without seeming completely and utterly crazy. But I am crazy, you know? In this screwed up head, with a screwed up mind just floating in nothingness trying to break through the mysteries of life. So until I post for real...