I write because I’ve always writ­ten. I write because I read & I want to give back. I write because I talk too much, so it’s a nat­ural alter­na­tive to annoy­ing all my friends. I write to clar­ify my thoughts & emo­tions, to delve deeper into a sub­ject. Writ­ing is a form of learn­ing, a spir­i­tual & men­tal prac­tice, an active med­i­ta­tion. I write to uncover the answers of ques­tions, to cap­ture details, to explain how suf­fer­ing is a form of beauty & to implore you to live your life as a work of art. I write to remem­ber, to vent, to tell sto­ries, to exper­i­ment with my mind & thoughts. I write to dis­cover & to prac­tice aware­ness. I write because I like the feel of cer­tain pens on cer­tain paper & the sound of fin­gers click­ing away on a key­board. I write to make & keep friends, to say thank you, to share ideas & refine opin­ions. I write because that’s what it means to be a writer.
I write because I like it.

If you write, why do you do it? Or alter­na­tively, why do you do what it is that you do? (& believe me, you do it oh so well )

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