Oh, where have the years gone! When I was in middle school, high school, and just after graduation, I used to write. I wrote all the time, and yeah, most went unfinished, and completely didn't make much sense, but I still wrote. I didn't write to pass time, but I wrote cause if I didn't all the ideas, and characters in my head might take over my life completely! It even take the part of a muse at one point. I only had 2 muses, writing, and boxing. Now, I have neither.
I stopped writing, I stopped boxing, and I had my accidents. Now, I deal with them. I raise my baby, I do my part in keeping our life organized with my fiance, and I try to find my new muse. I don't have either the energy or the time of day to box anymore (though I wish I did), so I decided to try to write, and this is my first dab back into it.
What do you think?