Talking to A Friend

So I was talking to a dear friend of mine tonight about how much I write. I wrote a letter to a man who really helped me out. He wrote how i learned how to snap. It saved me from a lot of lonely nights in my house in Hershey. So anyway while I was writing my letter, my friend told me that, I write a lot, but not too much. I was glad to have this realization. For me writing is an escape. A Great Escape if you get the movie reference and it always has been, well at least since the 6th grade. Every person should try to find something that lets them escape from the big scary, sometimes dirty world we live in day in and day out. It's important to know that, because if you find the thing that lets you escape you will find purpose in your life, even if its something small. For me writing is a big thing, but your escape doesn't have to be the dominate thing in your life, it could be looking out your window at 1 in the morning and seeing that star sparkle back at you, or daydreaming, cooking, being around animals, riding a roller coaster...it could be anything, but you have to find it. No one can do it for you. It took me quite a long time to realize writing was something I needed. Something that I had to get good at, but even though I learned and changed how I wrote over the years, it still meant a lot to me and now I would never give it up for anything. I think I need to make it a bigger part of my life because it keeps me going, its like my conscious telling me what to do...helps me see things clearer, break them apart and put it back together, for better or for worst. So thank you friend, I have been realizing a lot these past weeks...