Okay. It's time to write. Everything. I gotta just do it. I have had these words draped around me for so long that they will simply drown me if I do not let them go. I have so much to say, but my physical voice is not an adequate conveyance mechanism, and has failed to reach even the closest ears. Other human beings completely fail to understand me, as if I speak another language. I have been struggling with a way to express myself clearly, to share myself with the world and create positive connections. I keep returning to the creative concept of writing. I have experienced a multitude of things, good and bad; I have a unique point of view and catalog of experiences, and I may just be able to help someone else with my words. Writing will be the form of expression in which I finally find a voice that is audible, above the noise of doubt. I have actually been writing for years, but am not sure if I've been...