Keep Calm And Write On

I keep sitting down to write a blog post and I keep getting distracted halfway through, or I have better, or more pressing things to do and I've come to realize that making time for myself, to simply write or read has taken a backseat in my life. Some of it is shifted priorities, yes, but shouldn't writing have always been a priority, if I call myself a writer? As I pack to move I keep looking at all the beautiful books I never read and I get discouraged, and a little angry. Angry at the brain injury that makes my schoolwork take longer so I have little time for any thing else, angry that I cant just accept that I don't have time to read and write and angry that I don't have limitless time and resources to tell all the stories I'd like. And there are so many stories I could tell. But when I sit down to tell one the words and ideas don't flow like they once did.  Writers block was once in a particular novel, or a certain direction of a novel, it wasn't th