I just had the chance to use my writing/editing skills for the first time in 1.5 years. I loved it. I loved the challenge. I have always loved the making-the-pieces-fit feeling of knowing when you nailed it, made even sweeter when a supervisor tells you that you nailed it.
God, I miss all that. I feel like my thoughts are too many, too varied and too scattered to piece together any decent piece of writing anymore. I don't get much opportunity as it is. It's no longer one of my main duties at work. And editing ... well, I sigh when I think of the times I'd groan about having to edit boring wire stories. I miss that now.
Guess it's the same old tired cliche ... you don't know what you've got until it's gone.
