To some of us, writing comes naturally. To some others, it is a forced habit. But what motivates anyone to write is that we are about to leave a permanent mark on the world which defines our individuality, the essence of our being.
My experiments with this amazing form of expression, started with the diary entries of a silly tween, mid teen became my punchbag until I realized what it had come to become. An ego massage for cowards not bold enough to confront. And then I began again. And again. (Oh this is my third.)
But now, the page has been turned, the old chapter closed. Here, my journey begins. And I make a commitment. Along the way, sharing the silliest, craziest, most embarrassing stories of a ranter.
What a good day to start!