Why...

So this totally cool chick I was having a conversation with tonight made me realize...I want to write at least something down once in awhile. I've always wanted to try and be a writer but i chose a different path in my life. Do I regret it? Not at all. Do I always love it? Hell no. I know I have horrible grammar and I'm also one of the worst writers in the sense of organization, but I could care less. I know I have some decent ideas stuck in my mind and I figured I'll try and get them out somewhere. That somewhere being here, and hopefully someone to read them. That someone being you.