I wrote this yesterday...

I'm sitting in my basement behind my drumset, My snare drum is acting as a desk, and my throne, an office chair. It's a pretty good start I'd say, because I'm finally writing. I've always wanted to write, but I guess I've never really sat down and done it. That was a foolish mistake on my part. I know that I'm creative, I know that I can - on occasion - be eloquent. I have a good vocabulary and passable knowledge of grammar. I enjoy text. Not just the reading of text, but the shape of letters, the process of transforming these little squiggles into cogent thoughts. Why in heck haven't I been serious about this in the past?
I'm twenty-eight years old. By the time my father was twenty eight, I was born and my sister was possibly on her way. My parents became adults long before I will, and that's not a bad thing. I think I'm kind of jealous. I know that Mom and Dad worked their assess off for Jessie and I, and I'll be forever grateful for that. I've heard that this has been a trend for a while now, that children stay with their parents longer. Thinking about where I am now, I'm not so sure that this is an entirely positive circumstance. As much as I'm grateful for the fairly privileged life I've had, I can't help but think about what I'd be like if I had to "grow up" sooner. What would my life be like if I'd had a kid before I was ready for one. What if I never got the job at LP. So many "what ifs" that I can't help but ask myself.
I don't dwell on "what ifs" though. It's not particularly useful. I may not always be the most motivated or active person, but when I do act, I don't like to waste any effort.

I'm going to return to school. I've wanted to get into technical writing for a very long time now, and I've wasted a lot of that time in not writing. Pretty foolish thing for someone who fancies themselves a "writer" I'd say! I'm pretty sure that I have no idea the extent of the challenge that I'm undertaking, but I know that the goal is something that I want. I'm getting pretty sick of wasting my time in not doing what I enjoy.
And I do enjoy writing, I'm having a great time even right now as I consider which word or phrase I am going to type next. Or when I realize that I've misspelled something like "realize". Or that by going back and adding "or phrase" the sentence will become more clear, more realistic, and overall, a better sentence. Writing is fun for me. I think that the big reason that I don't write more often is that I'm kind of self conscious about it. I can have difficulty deciding precisely what I want to write