Finally. Finally. Finally

I don't want to wake before/
The dream is over/
I'm gonna make it mine/
Yes I, I know it/

I'm Gonna make it mine/
Yes I'll make it all mine/

I don't know what happened. A week into something new, I guess something new happened. I felt extremely compelled to do something. I felt the urge, the pull, to write. Something I have always loved to do....but i have never felt this tug before. Its like eating. I want to do it all the time, i want to express how i feel at a certain point, and dont care whatsoever what anyone else things.

Not saying i'm perfect at it yet

Its gonna take some practice, but it will become fluent.

but i am loving every second.

Jcp