2012 - A new beginning?

Here I am again... seems like I get lost sometimes in that time goes by. The older we get the faster time goes by.

The more books I read, or listen to thanks to Wade who introduced me to audio books, the more I want to start writing. After all these years of non-muse I think I am almost ready. I wasn't ready before and I really don't understand why I stopped in the first place. Maybe I had to figure out for myself that writing is something I truly wanted to do and not something my mom or others wanted me to do. I feel like this urge to write is genuine, that it's coming from me and perhaps I have been denying a part of myself all this time.

The problem was in part, "I think" the responses from my professor at SOU. I think he denied me the praise I needed back then. I was a different person back then who needed others to feed me confidence. Perhaps now I can take a step back and realize that it really doesn't matter what he thought and that I shouldn't deny myself what is part of me any longer. I truly did need to find myself first. I understand now *yes there are tears forming in my eyes as I am writing this* Self-realization is beautiful.

Now what to write?