Forgetting

So, I really hate it when I stop doing the things I love more than anything else. Like writing. I have such a passion for it, but lately I only sit down to do it maybe once a day. Which is terrible for me. Usually (when I'm my normal, writing self) I'll sit down for hours, maybe 3 or 4 times a day just writing. I could seriously be satisfied doing that every day. And I could always write about something new. I'm sure I still could, and I know I would enjoy it the same, if not more now, but I don't seem to have enough time. Or, can't seem to ever get to it. Or, I find something else to do and forget about writing. Even letters. I can't really seem to find time to write letters to people anymore. Which sucks. Majorly. Cause I love writing letters to my friends. It's so much better than talking on the phone for me. And since I don't like talking on the phone, I write letters. Well, now I'm not doing either one of them so I'm losing contact with the outside world...Oh boy. This is stresssfullll.