Back in the Saddle

Sometimes I really hate metaphors, particularly cliche ones, lol. But I, like most, use them anyway. I'm determined to get back into writing. It's beneficial in so many ways, especially for me. I also had a striking realization a couple weeks ago. I started having dreams in which I wrote entire songs...verses, chorus, bridges, all that...but when I woke up I couldn't remember any of them. If that isn't a clear sign that I need to get back to writing, I don't know what is. Also, I've struggled to pinpoint my passion for years now. In vain. Everyone always asked me what my passion was, what the one thing I loved doing was. I could never answer, because in my mind I had no passion. Stupid. Sometimes, most times, the things we need to see are right in front of us, practically gouging our eyes out because they are so close. I love music. Always have. Always will. That is the one thing I can say I consistently have loved my entire life. I feel like it's time I make moves to pursue my passion. So I'll start by writing. Making time for music in my life, aside from as background noise. One step. The journey of a thousand miles...