It Was A Decision Made

Everytime I begin to write, I have an encounter with reality. Something within me validates with a scrutiny, What there is I believe I am provoked to say. As if to preview the doing before it is released. I am often asked if I like to write. And I never gave what I've been doing all my life, That much thought. I do not premeditate a doing. It is as natural to me as using the bathroom. It was not I that decided I would write. It was a decision made. It was not I that decided I would be creative. It was a decision made. It was not I that decided I was to be born. But then... Sometimes I feel a need to debate it.