I own an ink splotching pen. It hasn't only stained a lot of my notebooks, school papers from elementary to college, but it has also taken over cyberspace. Yes, I love to write. Even if my pieces are just craploads of whatever things or plain useful, I really enjoy putting my thoughts into writing. Give me a writing instrument and a few pieces of paper (or a computer at that), a mug of coffee and digital audio, I can survive boredom.
Writing has been such a big part of my life. I started on copying letters of the alphabet on my parents bedroom walls when I was younger and now as a bum, I'm littering the cyberspace with outlandish thoughts. It has kept me sane throughout this 8 freaking months of this so-called "professional hiatus".
Whenever I pour out my thoughts, it gives me satisfaction but it also stresses me out if I don't. That's how freakish I am. One of the reasons why I am so happy to receive a recognition (despite a gaping hole in my stocking) for writing during our pinning ceremony in college. For me, it is more than receiving something for academic distinction because I get rewarded for doing something I love...not that I hate studying or anything. And I'm saying this with no pun intended.
The bottomline is, even if nobody is reading, I will continue to write. The journey of the ink splotching pen continues.