Why Writing Is Good For Your Soul

Why Writing Is Good For Your Soul

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Personally, I love writing. I write almost every day, whether it's my feelings, an idea, a short story, or even for school. I believe everyone should try to write every day, even if it's just a jot of a dream or a story of something crazy that happened to you. It's good for your soul, mind and pretty much everything else. There can be no harm done in writing.

Writing can be very therapeutic. Let's face it; not everyone wants to hear you rant about every little thing that goes wrong in your life. Or maybe there's no one around at the time to listen to you. What can you do when you have a lot of feels? Write them down! It doesn't have to make sense. It's for yourself to rant, cry, cheer or anything else you need to do. It can be as messy or as orderly as you want it to be.

Sometimes, you just need to organize your views and opinions. It goes hand-in-hand with writing down your feelings. It makes it so much easier to form and develop your own opinions when you can see it in writing. Writing makes your thoughts visible. It helps you easily explain a complex position you may have. It can be anything from political, religious, or maybe even just how you view the world.

What other type of communication allows you to edit it until you're satisfied? You're not in the heat of the moment when responding with writing. You don't always have to let your first response be the response everyone hears. You can organize it, refine it, make it make sense.

Honestly, any type of career you have will most likely have some sort of writing aspect to it. Writing more will also obviously improve your skills and therefore giving you a push in the job market. It's an essential skill to have. If you do not have good writing skills, you will be handicapped in the career field. If you grow up dreading writing of any sort, you will learn to hate that part of your career.

Writing is a great way to leave the real world for a few minutes or a few hours. It's like reading; you're completely immersed in another world. However, with writing, you are in control. You get to make your own ending to the story. You get to control someone's life completely from the tip of your pen.

It pushes your thought process beyond a first impression or gut feeling. It allows you to think without the pressure of being forced to respond right away. You can put down some ideas and leave them alone for a while, then come back and be able to reflect upon it.

In so many different ways, it's an outlet for someone to escape reality or get their thoughts in order. Everyone should try to write every day. It's so beneficial to your soul and your peace of mind.

Writing is awesome, and there is nothing you can do or say to persuade me otherwise. No matter how many writing assignments I receive that I may dislike, writing will always be held high in my heart.

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​An Open Letter To The People Who Don’t Tip Their Servers

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Dear Person Who Has No Idea How Much The 0 In The “Tip:" Line Matters,

I want to by asking you a simple question: Why?

Is it because you can't afford it? Is it because you are blind to the fact that the tip you leave is how the waiter/waitress serving you is making their living? Is it because you're just lazy and you “don't feel like it"?

Is it because you think that, while taking care of not only your table but at least three to five others, they took too long bringing you that side of ranch dressing? Or is it just because you're unaware that as a server these people make $2.85 an hour plus TIPS?

The average waiter/waitress is only supposed to be paid $2.13 an hour plus tips according to the U.S. Department of Labor.

That then leaves the waiter/waitress with a paycheck with the numbers **$0.00** and the words “Not a real paycheck." stamped on it. Therefore these men and women completely rely on the tips they make during the week to pay their bills.

So, with that being said, I have a few words for those of you who are ignorant enough to leave without leaving a few dollars in the “tip:" line.

Imagine if you go to work, the night starts off slow, then almost like a bomb went off the entire workplace is chaotic and you can't seem to find a minute to stop and breathe, let alone think about what to do next.

Imagine that you are helping a total of six different groups of people at one time, with each group containing two to 10 people.

Imagine that you are working your ass off to make sure that these customers have the best experience possible. Then you cash them out, you hand them a pen and a receipt, say “Thank you so much! It was a pleasure serving you, have a great day!"

Imagine you walk away to attempt to start one of the 17 other things you need to complete, watch as the group you just thanked leaves, and maybe even wave goodbye.

Imagine you are cleaning up the mess that they have so kindly left behind, you look down at the receipt and realize there's a sad face on the tip line of a $24.83 bill.

Imagine how devastated you feel knowing that you helped these people as much as you could just to have them throw water on the fire you need to complete the night.

Now, realize that whenever you decide not to tip your waitress, this is nine out of 10 times what they go through. I cannot stress enough how important it is for people to realize that this is someone's profession — whether they are a college student, a single mother working their second job of the day, a new dad who needs to pay off the loan he needed to take out to get a safer car for his child, your friend, your mom, your dad, your sister, your brother, you.

If you cannot afford to tip, do not come out to eat. If you cannot afford the three alcoholic drinks you gulped down, plus your food and a tip do not come out to eat.

If you cannot afford the $10 wings that become half-off on Tuesdays plus that water you asked for, do not come out to eat.

If you cannot see that the person in front of you is working their best to accommodate you, while trying to do the same for the other five tables around you, do not come out to eat. If you cannot realize that the man or woman in front of you is a real person, with their own personal lives and problems and that maybe these problems have led them to be the reason they are standing in front of you, then do not come out to eat.

As a server myself, it kills me to see the people around me being deprived of the money that they were supposed to earn. It kills me to see the three dollars you left on a $40 bill. It kills me that you cannot stand to put yourself in our shoes — as if you're better than us. I wonder if you realize that you single-handedly ruined part of our nights.

I wonder if maybe one day you will be in our shoes, and I hope to God no one treats you how you have treated us. But if they do, then maybe you'll realize how we felt when you left no tip after we gave you our time.

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Stop Stopping At Stop Signs, It's Honestly Not Helping Anyone

I swear Vin Diesel didn't pay me to write this, because if he did, I wouldn't be driving a 1998 Volvo.

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Okay, so I get it, you should be safe on the road, you should follow all the rules, you should avoid breaking traffic laws, blah blah blah... I get it.

But at the same time, I gotta get chicken nuggets in the shape of dinosaurs at Target before they close in seven minutes, and the soccer mom in the minivan ahead of me ain't helping. I understand that a stop sign means to come to a full stop in the eyes of the law, but I also understand that it is 10:53 at night in the middle of nowhere. A stop sign, especially this late, just means slow down.

Okay, I don't want to sound like Vin Diesel, but like, damn Debby, can you not stop for a full five seconds? And I'm not talking a quick 1-2-3-4-5, I'm talking about five Mississippis. Maybe me and the middle-aged soccer mom are at two ends of the spectrum here, she's too cautious and I'm too "Fast and Furious," but boy, I sure was furious, because Debby, it's time to stop your excessive stopping.

Another one of my favorites was a real turn of events. I was stuck behind a Camaro and a Mustang at a red light, and the two of them were revving their engines, and I thought to myself, "Oh God, we're gonna have a NASCAR race going on right on Nicolls Road." And for a solid three minutes before the light turned, these two meatheads were revving their engines.

Then the light turned green and both cars slowly started accelerating and took a solid couple minutes before they got to 60 miles an hour. If you are driving in a sports car where you can see 200 on the speedometer, it should not take you three minutes to get to 60. If an 18-year-old in a piece of shit 1998 Volvo can pass a sports car, you're going too slow.

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