I've been spending some time lately writing about memories of mine. Some happy, and some not. Before starting this blog I hadn't written really since college, and even then it was rarely creative writing. I studied journalism, and later psychology.
I have come to find the power in writing. Memories that I have thought about plenty of times over the years, suddenly when put into writing strike me so much harder. I have found myself sitting at the keyboard crying. Bubblehead looks over at me and asks me why I'm smiling at the computer screen. I didn't realize these emotions would slam me down like this just because I type them out.
And on a related note, you will find a few long-winded posts (are there any other kind here?) from me in the near future about me and my past. I hope you'll enjoy them. I'll intermingle some lighter, easier to comment on stuff, so as to keep you awake.
