I spoke of this in my journal entry, but I feel I should say here as well, for the last eight years of my life I've lived in a rather intense fear that I rationalized and gave reasons for countlessly. I could find any number of things to be afraid of and often did. This lead to my inability to show any written work to more than a few close friends.

This fear had also made me unambitious and lazy. While these traits are fine for a background Hobbit or a stereotypical Tanuki, I cannot and do not wish to afford myself the luxury of their prescense any longer.

As with most writers I suspect, through my writing I speak truths to myself that I would otherwise dismiss in favor of comforting mistruths.