It’s so hard to pick up where you left off. That long streak of inspiration felt like winning the lottery because for once I thought I found what I’m good at. I’m not saying I’m terrible at this, but I came in thinking this would be nothing because at the time, this sounds like a walk in the park and this is what I’ve loved to do since I was a child. Expressing myself using words only I can understand so deeply because it comes from the heart. I’ve tried stepping out of my comfort zone to try something new, but it’s so hard and I becomes stuck for days on out. I promised myself I would continue to challenge myself and make this blog my diary if it helps. Rant over.