In third grade I remember a teacher I had made us all take scraps she cut out from the covers of cards and had us write stories about them.

I had a fox in a corvette. He of course was going to Vegas and I of course had a ton of fun writing about him.

The teacher stated that she thought the class in general was disappointing and that if anyone had any questions about writing they should... ask Aaron.

I later spent time in misery on a submarine. Hated it and wanted to die. While on my way to get kicked out of the navy my bosses said I should... be a writer.

I recently spoke with a friend of mine about what I should be doing...with changes I wanted to do. He of course told me I am hosed.

He said that I was a great writer and that it is a skill that is regularly lacking in most people.

I still do not know anything about technical writing, spelling, or much of the stuff about writing - was that even good grammer?

I am kinda often stuck in my own mind isolated from society other than through what I can express in keystrokes (and up until recently it was not so intentional, but now I am starting to think much of it is). Being fat and isolated and hidden away makes expression easier.

My friend said I should write more. I know to do that I need to read more, but I am starting to learn that what you read is far more important than how much you read, but now I am starting to get interested in too many topics. Maybe its better that way though...