The Art of Words

     I have found there are times when it is necessary to just stop and think. The idea of doing anything is to overwhelming and the mind is going so fast that it is impossible to concentrate. So I try to think and after sitting and thinking for fifteen minutes or so the question arises, What am I thinking about? The answer is nothing. How can this be? The answer is focus. Too many thoughts have left me unable to focus on any one. So it isthat I turn to writing as a way to channel the thoughts. How this helps I do not understand. All I know is that I feel calm where there was chaos, I feel relaxed where there was energy, and I feel peace where there had been confusion.
   Yes, it is true that the writing has nothing to do with the confusion and yet it still helps. Somehow writing is my art. It is where I channel my emotions. This is terribly ironic seeing as I hate writing and am not terribly good at it. I find that does not matter here though. Here in this world of blogs where I make the rules and am not forced to write the styles and words expected by professors and society. I am the ruler of this realm and I will bend it to my will as it pleases me. Words are my paint, they are my music. I will create my art through them and they will in turn help me find myself.