The essay explores the deep, often instinctive reasons for writing, grounded in memory, observation, and a need to make sense of experience. Through vivid recollections and introspective moments, it reveals how the drive to put words together isn’t just about storytelling—it’s a way of thinking, of discovering meaning, and of shaping a personal vision of the world.
I write entirely to find out what I’m thinking, what I’m looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear.