Why I write

I write daily, almost religiously. Saying things aloud, expressively yet only loud enough for the audience in my head to hear. I am the ultimate critic and even I don't scare me. I sleep. I wake. I eat. I breathe. I write. It not only helps me clarify things that don't make sense to me, it awakens a thirst inside of me for knowledge of myself. I know there is an endless fountain, flowing with creativity, pure and sweet just waiting to be reaped. I am my own worst critic and even I am not afraid of me. Writing helps me think things thoroughly, creates an escape from my worst enemy, she is her, her is I and I am me. Writing for me has always come naturally.