Why I Write

I have never really stopped to think about why I write, I have always just kind of done it. I used to write because it was required of me, but now it is less of a chore and more of a source of enjoyment and release. For my birthday, I don't ask for clothes or shoes. I ask for notebooks and shiny, new pens. I write because I love to read and to be able to have material to read, someone must write. For me, writing is a way for me to release all of the thoughts playing in loops in my head. I write because I always have, but more importantly, I write because I love to.