It comforts me that we are creatures of habit.  This is an interesting statement, and the pun is quite intentional.

There are those who crave all that they do not have, whether it be adventure, knowledge or experiences.  With might in hand, they pursue these relentlessly… however it could be said that this type of drive is also a habit.  And so, as previously stated, they too are creatures of habit.

For myself, it’s writing.  Just to sit comfortably and put pen to paper.  This reflects my analogy as well, as to this day, I feel most like myself with a pen and a sheet of paper.  I know that nearly everyone has moved into this century and uses a computer to create, however I only use mine as a last measure (to prepare my work for publishers, this site, etc).

I was speaking to Roger the other day and he was musing over how it feels whenever he misses a couple days of writing.  He explained how it bothered him so not to write anything in a day.  He said he’s prepared to settle for a poem, a line, something, so long as he can let some of the words out.

I laughed, understanding exactly what he meant.