My Escape...

I have begun to realize that writing is my way of escaping to figure out this crazy journey called life.

Someone once told me that writing is a magical process; a journey that explores, picks apart, evaluates, discovers, and this list can go on and on but basically it is a magical journey of trying to make sense of what is happening around me and within me.
I used to say that I loved to write because it doesn't talk back, but the other day I was reading through my journal and there are parts that I couldn't believe how silly or dumb I was...In other words rereading what I have written "talked back" to me. It showed me places in my life were I still need to improve; places that I still struggle with; places that I find joy in; places that I love to be.
There is something calming about writing...