I found myself writing today. I mean, w-r-i-t-i-n-g. Yesterday I sorta had a brainstorm on a storyline. Now, mind you, I never write stories or think anything along these lines. But suddenly, yesterday, I had this concept in my head. And then today I took a notebook with me to the coffeeshop and started writing out detailed descriptions of seven characters that would be involved in the ongoing stories. I'm thinking of the stories being little vignettes on Gay life. Am I a writer? Never thought of that. But here's too strange and fun ideas popping up in my head when I'm no longer stressed about work.