I Miss Myself. I Want You To Miss Me

So much has changed in the last several years. I think out of all the things that have been sacraficed, changed or have been lost, I miss myself the most. I miss writing. I miss being creative. I miss having the compelling urge to "make something" from nothing. I stopped journaling because I lacked the time. I have now decided to MAKE time because it kept me sane. I need my full level of sanity back. I need the lost pieces of me back.