So I logged in today for the first time in quite a while. And next to the bell in the top right corner was that little orange dot signaling a notification. I click on it, and what awaits me? An anniversary notification.
6 years. I registered here on WordPress 6 long years ago and started writing. Because that’s what I wanted to do with my life. I imagined I would be a poet first. I moved on to novelist. And then I decided I wanted to be a journalist. None of those have happened at this point. I tried out each for a bit, with moderate beginner’s luck as both a poet and a journalist, but I couldn’t find my niche– at least, I don’t think I ever did.
Now here I am, with an itch to put more words to paper, to create something out of nothing, to write the story that I’ve started and given up on at least 7 times, to send my written ideas out into the void, to influence someone with the symbols I’ve strung together to provoke emotion and conversation and deep thought. Will I keep it up this time? I hope so. I’m even juggling the idea of freelancing.
Maybe this is still what I want to do with my life. I guess I just have to get back to it.
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