I have decided to be a writer. I have decided this because there is more than just what appears on the surface, there are stories. Stories that take us places, that resonate, that validate, that teach, that comfort. It eases my soul to release all the ideas, dreams and thoughts, that build up in me, into words. It validates me to have my words read by others, connecting me to a greater community. Fear and doubt often block my path and threaten my passion. Words are ideas that drift along the ether like dandelion heads, for us to catch, to hold, to wish upon, and then to let go. I will catch my wishes, write the words, and then let them go.