After thousands of miles, hundreds of failures, heaps of things that I did wrong, I’m up and about again. Writing about the disappointing, the occasional thrills and things I just wish I could get out of my mind. A shout out place is what I need.
Only two people know about this blog (and I expect you guys to keep it to yourself). It’ll be distressing for family members to know and I wouldn’t want them to worry about me. After all, I’ll be fine. I’ll always be fine. So don’t worry or fret for me.
It’ll be a routine. Doing things that I think might make me smile a bit more everyday. It’s hard to be around here. Everything cost a bomb. Down the drain goes the piano. So, words and photography are all that I have that amuses me.
The only joy of waking up in the morning is looking forward to the classes and patients that I’ll meet everyday. They do not judge or discriminate me for who I am, maybe because they don’t know me or my flaws. But I’m glad they appreciate what little things I could do for them.
Don’t be expecting long essays or immense load of pictures or regular updates. I just realized the only way I could keep a blog running is without the pressure to write when I don’t want to.
Tomorrow’s going to be a brand new day. A brand new breath. And I’ll sequester it with a brand new flame.
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