Somewhere along the way, I forgot the very thing that drives me — this desire to create, to write, and to see my words in print. I forgot what it meant to be me. So now I have to dig deep. The only way out is through. I have to keep writing.
Somewhere along the way, I forgot the very thing that drives me — this desire to create, to write, and to see my words in print. I forgot what it meant to be me. So now I have to dig deep. The only way out is through. I have to keep writing.