A Writer?

The last two weeks I have been starting to see that many experiences in my life have been bringing me to where I am at right now. I mean that sounds so cliche, isn't that just one of the truths to life? All the experiences we have somehow influence and become a part of who we are now. Well, for me, I have for many years wondered what my direction is suppose to be. I've often felt I have no real hobbies or interests or passions, just making decisions that seem responsible or make sense, no sense of "feeling" about what I truly want! Uh, frustrating and empty. To most things I would just shrug and say "I don't know". Well, I am finally coming to a point, the point, where I can say, yes! that is something I would love to do! I have heard over the years, you are a good writer, you should write. What? Me? My grammar skills are poor, I have no ideas, I am just parroting what I hear someone else say. The things I do find interesting are unusual, unique, don't fit into the common niches of life. Well, maybe that is my niche. I am totally fascinated by people, who they are, what they do, the decisions they make, the life situations they find themselves in. Is it because I feel lost myself that I am drawn to finding what gives other people direction? Probably.