And sometimes we write simply out of necessity.
It’s not that we have groundbreaking points to make or ideas to share but instead that we feel drawn to putting pen to paper or tapping away at keys.
It’s something we do for ourselves, everyone else is secondary because no matter how many people read, comment or enjoy these words they don’t really know what it took to pour them out.
I think that in a lot of ways that’s exactly how it should be.
We all go through things in life but some of us just choose to express it through the medium of words or maybe the words chose us.
But we don’t have to be these tortured writers who know nothing more than the tragedies of life. When we focus too much on being that way we fall into thinking that we need those things in order to write.
We think that no good words can come from days of sunshine and laughter which causes us to constantly seek out experiences that evoke feelings that get us to that mental place of tortured-ness.
On the other hand maybe we’re already in that place and writing is the only thing that helps.