My mother encouraged me many years ago to use writing as an expressive outlet. Maybe she knew I couldn't sing, dance or paint. I've filled dozens of diaries, journals and scrap paper with my thoughts and poetry over the years. I am not blogging to draw an audience or draw attention to myself in any way...... I just enjoy the freeing feeling of expressing my random thoughts. Sometimes things I write will make sense, other times not. Hopefully anyone who reads this can find a way to relate to something I've written.
