Where Does Writing Hide?

Writing hides in the recesses of my mind, buried deep beneath things that few would seek to find. I dive right into the pile, burrowing deeply with a glorious lack of style. My mind is an organized chaos; an outsider would find themselves quickly lost. If one were to amble through the bramble of my cranium they may eventually end up in a sanitarium.

When inspiration strikes it can be difficult to stop the flow, streaming continuously from my fingertips to my keyboard. But often it eludes me. The struggle of the search will usually wear me out; cause me to doubt and sometimes make me pass out. But when I find it, it is an incredible feeling. It makes me crave a career in the field, when this talent, I wield.

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