Every day I am fortunate enough to open my eyes one of my first thoughts is about my desire to be a writer - not just in name or work but from the depths of my soul. I love to write, to express myself. There is an undeniable surge of energy that rushes through me everytime I watch the words magically appear on the screen in front of me. The solitude of the practice is one of the aspects I enjoy the most. When my fingers begin to move they make music. The sound probably doesn't sound like music to my husband or children but to me it is as peaceful as the soft drop of rain on green leaves. What a beautiful sound. Today I wrote and today was beautiful.