The truth is...
I have been writing less.
Where there were many entries that remain unpublished in this blog, at least I was writing. But looking at my inbox, the last few months there was barely two writings each month. And that is bad. Because writing is a form of expression and relaxation for me. I may not have the best grade for english but I love to write. I don't usually write to update people with my life. In fact, I reckon there is anyone who reads this space anyway. I write to express my emotions, thoughts and imagination. I write stories that happen in our every day life. While some are related to me, some are purely fiction. While some I choose to display to the public eye, some remain hidden and locked. In simple words, I write for myself and not for anyone else.
Life has it's own way of viewing hasn't it? The wild and the tame.
While the wild has been up in a roller coaster ride with each three hundred and sixty degree turning trying to throw me off my feet. I have been successfully keeping both my hands and feet tightly to the handle and ground but there were times I accidentally let go of my hands and got a bump or two on my head with a few bruises here and there. But I know I came out stronger after each ride.
While the tame erm should I say has been tamer then usual. Nothing interesting happens apart from the small hiccups that destroy the reputation of the tamer. Other than that, everything been good.
It's an irony isn't it. The way this whole entire thing works. While my previous entires may have appeared filled with angst and I may come across as bleak and pessimistic, but if one were to look beyond the choice of words, they are actually filled with hope and positiveness. That's why I love to write. Because when I write, I reflect and question certain things in life. That's when I learn to accept the reality and so to come terms with. To face and move forward bravely with no delusional involved. Being sentimental and emotional about many things in life doesn’t mean I’m disillusioned about the future. I should just say I feel more intensively.
And sometimes when you look and read hard enough at one's writing, you will capture the 'truth' in their writing.
Where there were many entries that remain unpublished in this blog, at least I was writing. But looking at my inbox, the last few months there was barely two writings each month. And that is bad. Because writing is a form of expression and relaxation for me. I may not have the best grade for english but I love to write. I don't usually write to update people with my life. In fact, I reckon there is anyone who reads this space anyway. I write to express my emotions, thoughts and imagination. I write stories that happen in our every day life. While some are related to me, some are purely fiction. While some I choose to display to the public eye, some remain hidden and locked. In simple words, I write for myself and not for anyone else.
Life has it's own way of viewing hasn't it? The wild and the tame.
While the wild has been up in a roller coaster ride with each three hundred and sixty degree turning trying to throw me off my feet. I have been successfully keeping both my hands and feet tightly to the handle and ground but there were times I accidentally let go of my hands and got a bump or two on my head with a few bruises here and there. But I know I came out stronger after each ride.
While the tame erm should I say has been tamer then usual. Nothing interesting happens apart from the small hiccups that destroy the reputation of the tamer. Other than that, everything been good.
It's an irony isn't it. The way this whole entire thing works. While my previous entires may have appeared filled with angst and I may come across as bleak and pessimistic, but if one were to look beyond the choice of words, they are actually filled with hope and positiveness. That's why I love to write. Because when I write, I reflect and question certain things in life. That's when I learn to accept the reality and so to come terms with. To face and move forward bravely with no delusional involved. Being sentimental and emotional about many things in life doesn’t mean I’m disillusioned about the future. I should just say I feel more intensively.
And sometimes when you look and read hard enough at one's writing, you will capture the 'truth' in their writing.
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