To be or not to be.....a writer?

Why do I grab a pen and spill my thoughts over a withered white paper (a techno geek would hit his keyboard as my case is)? Is it because I like to play with literary tools like the oddly placed alliteration in the opening line? Or is it that I want to impress junta with the resemblance of Bill Bryson’s style of writing with that of mine (no, it’s not the other way round!)? Or does it really make some xyz hormones ooze out of my cells and make me feel satisfied? Whatever it is, I already feel elated over the usage of my skimpy scanty vocabulary (another alliteration, mind you), which is by the way quite a feat for an amnesiac as my own bad self!....can never remember the write (ahem, ‘right’…. well, I’m a homonym dyslexic too!) word when I want to utter any….my normally bright mind abnormally goes black when I am about to spark and set the scene on fire so as to say! Perhaps that’s the reason I am enthused over writing…I can always wait for the suitable figure of speech to appear! I can always use the second thoughts which they say are always correct (or is it the first thought? I am never too sure!)