I miss whom I once was, I miss writing and telling stories. I miss having the freedom to write for hours on end without worrying if rent is due or if I have to be ready to go to work, or if I can make it this weekend with what little money I have leftover from serious bills.
Writing is a beautiful way to express one self and to share stories. I love making up all kinds of fantasies in my head! Hopefully some day I can come back and write for you all again, Signed, Cowepa.