Why I am writing

Because I have to. 

That’s the real reason. 

There are other motivators of course, especially the dream of making money doing this—big money. 

I can’t help myself from dreaming. 

I see myself in my cozy home office, contemplating and thinking—pacing back and forth; turning thoughts into words. 

My office is located in a place where it's always moody outside. 

Others desire sun and heat—I thrive in coolness, fog, and rain. 

The energy outside electrifies my soul, heightening my senses. 

I’m writing. 

That’s what I do for a living. 

What I’m writing about—I don’t have the slightest clue. 

But I digress...  

Again, the real reason I am writing is because I have to. 

I’m a thinker.

I have things to say. 

Words and ideas need to come out. 

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“With God all things are possible” (Matthew 19:26)