Live don't exist.

I have been told by various and sundry people that what I "need" to do is write. That I have "voice" and I should share that voice. At first I was reticent, I don't like having to much attention centered on me....I feel I have to perform then. I like to have "voice" when I feel like having "voice". I don't want to do it on command. But as I have nothing else to do of late (HA!) I thought I'd give it a try. I hope to use this space to keep myself in the creative loop. My own artistic muse was fairly bludgeoned to death by responsibility round and about 1990. I've been trying to breathe life back into her since then but apart from a few spasms I've had relatively litte success with the creative ambitions in my life. I intend to change all that now. I've decided that if we only have one life (and I'm not sure that I subscribe to that point of view) then I don't want to get to the end of mine only to find that I existed but never lived. I'm going to try and live without regrets....that's the goal. Lets find out if I can.