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I Don’t Have The Best Advice On Writing
But I do know that I have had this yearning to write ever since I was a child.
It does not go away.
It’s like a craving that I have.
I can feel that I need something, I have to have it.
I quit smoking ten years ago, so I can think that it’s that.
I need a smoke.
But I know it’s not that.
I can drink a glass of wine, and then another, and another.
But that only makes me tired and drunk.
That need is still there.
That craving is not quenched.
I can sit on my phone for hours and search for something, anything.
What I’m really searching for is inside me.
I waste time.
I waste my life.
I waste my purpose.
I waste my passion.
I am restless.
I refuse to give into my yearning.
Why?
I don’t know.
But if you are feeling that craving.
