Long time no post

For someone who has always turned to writing (and has been told that she writes well) it's very, very hard to write regularly. There are always other things to do that seem more important. Like cleaning out years of "stuff" that's accumulated. Yet, when I do, I always find my writing - in the reports and memos from work long done, in the papers from my masters program, in the notes from the classes I've taught or designed but have yet to ever teach, and in little scraps and pages of ideas.

For a long time I've wondered exactly what it is that I'm here for; what exactly is my purpose? Today I came to a conclusion. If for no other reason, I'm here to write and to learn about things that interest me. I've long confused those things with the apparent higher purpose of the need to "do," as in "do a job." Er....like cleaning out the years of "stuff." Writing and learning are my purpose. Unfortunately, I've yet to figure out how to make a living at that. So it goes....