I write because it makes me happy.
I write to find out what I’m thinking, feeling, imagining.
I write to create something out of nothing.
I write to encourage people who want to write but who don’t have the confidence in themselves to put words on paper.
I write to chronicle my time here on Earth.
I write to tell stories from my own perspective.
I write because it gives meaning to my life.
I write to find out where I’m headed and where the human race is headed.
I write to try to make sense of the world.
I write to keep my brain healthy.
I write to try to explain my existence in the universe.
I write to extol life, to show how fortunate most of us are to be alive and kicking.
I write to be immortal.
I write because there’s nothing in the world that suits me better.
I write because I’m a writer.
I write, therefore I am.
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