And I think it’s kinda funny; I think it’s kinda sad

Isn’t it funny how the thing that others need most from us is the thing that we also need most to be? It’s like a musician who needs to play music to feel alive. Her music is also the thing that others need most from her. So they, too, can feel alive. A welder who loves to weld, who needs to weld. What do others need from that welder? Welding, of course.
That’s how I am with writing. I haven’t yet convinced myself that writing is like air – that I’ll die if I don’t write. I am glacially, though, admitting to myself that I must be a writer if I am to be as alive as I am meant to be.
But enough about me. What do you think of my writing?

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