Write. Write. Write. Erase. Erase. Erase. Type. Type. Type. Delete. Delete. Delete. A never-ending process fulfilled only when all the failures are outnumbered by the amount of success written. Why write, why go through all the trouble of writing so much? The release of hurt and it being the best coping mechanism. Many a nights have been spent with pencil and paper in hand or my fingers kissing the keyboard. Heartbreak, nostalgia, happiness, longing, and dreaming all topics of the town. The town of writing. Music filling me with the inspiration to let the words fly out. I’d like to one day be confident to share all my work with the world. I’ve published a piece about missing home.