Again

I'm writing again. I have written anything in quite some time. It feels wonderful. I'm letting out my anger, my happiness, my everything. It's all going into this story, this would-be novel.

Maybe it'll never be finished. Or maybe it will actually be published. Who knows?

The important thing is that I'm writing it. I'm actually trying. I don't think I can explain how that feels.

It's...happiness.