I used to have to save my allowances to buy a quart of rubber to make a mask, and it's how I spent all my free time.
Small change, small wonders - these are the currency of my endurance and ultimately of my life.
In the back of my mind was the constant hankering, almost yearning, to write but something always stopped me in my tracks. Or if I did find my way to put a pen to paper or finger on a keyboard I'd give up after a few minutes. I'd find other things to do: Anything but writing.