Back in the saddle

Really? I suck at this blog thing. And I so desperately WANT to be good at it. My earliest dreams of what I wanted to be when I grew up were a writer, a writer, and a writer. In that order. I don't write anymore. Used to write poetry, short stories, etc. I think I was the only one who actually enjoyed writing English papers for highschool and college. Somewhere along the way though...I lost my words. Lost my ability to write...to pull out those feelings and turn them into incredible moving narratives of the world around me. What happened, do you think? I wish I knew. Perhaps it's like riding a bike.....