My Philosophy teacher told me today something. If you transform your tears in stories, they stop being tears. Maybe that's the reason why I write. I write about feelings, about dreams, about things that will never happen to me. Or maybe things that don't exist, or invented stories. Everything can be one...
When I write, there's something, like water moving softly from my head to my hand, making me write withouth thinking really what I'm doing.
I think it's called Inspiration. And I love it.