Writing

Why do I write.......

    I am unrestricted.... unrestrained

Just black letters on a white page.

You don't see my expression.... emotion... soul.

   Just the letters on the page.

I can't see you judging me from the other side of my words.

I write with the vague notion that someone will eventually read it but with no real concern for how they will feel. 

I write to bare my soul and not be afraid. 

Random Attachments?

So....
This is the first post.
I suppose this is where I should bring you to tears with my awe inspiring life story or  capture your interest with my comedic genius. Something..... anything to keep you coming back.

The problem is I don't have anything.

My life story is mediocre at best and my comedy is better left in my head. I'm just a girl who suddenly realized that everything I thought was important suddenly wasn't. The realization left my life and carefully laid plans in shambles. So why am I here? Well because writing has become an attachment, something I discovered or rediscovered that I can't live without.  Something that I hope one day will help me find direction and satisfaction.

So for right now I'm just lost, slowly rediscovering life and purpose through my little adventures and random attachments.