Well well....
As irony would have it, as soon as I decided to be active with my writing again, my body thought otherwise. I fell into a four day long intense fever that almost drilled my strength down to dust and let my bones feel like they've been abused like hell! After three (or four) days, I am up and walking again...(Running might take some time you know.)
Now that this attack fell upon me, my life seems or feels pretty much upside down. I don't feel like I am the same person that I was last week and it just feels weird.
The changes seem to have come faster in my absence and suddenly I am supposed to accept certain facts that I planned to take it in a certain way, with my stride you know. But now things are done and all I have left to do is to accept them.
But apart from that nasty surprise, I am making a new way for myself and i've found that expressing myself really helps and what better way to do it other than write?
Hopefully I get to stay in touch with this habit and hope I just blog with absolutely no reason coz if I realized something when I was sick...I feel alive when I write and when my writing interacts with people..hey, double bonus for me.
I am going to let the world know more about me in my own way and maybe they'll see me for who I want them to see me for.. (That makes sense right?)
Here's to the next stage of life..
As irony would have it, as soon as I decided to be active with my writing again, my body thought otherwise. I fell into a four day long intense fever that almost drilled my strength down to dust and let my bones feel like they've been abused like hell! After three (or four) days, I am up and walking again...(Running might take some time you know.)
Now that this attack fell upon me, my life seems or feels pretty much upside down. I don't feel like I am the same person that I was last week and it just feels weird.
The changes seem to have come faster in my absence and suddenly I am supposed to accept certain facts that I planned to take it in a certain way, with my stride you know. But now things are done and all I have left to do is to accept them.
But apart from that nasty surprise, I am making a new way for myself and i've found that expressing myself really helps and what better way to do it other than write?
Hopefully I get to stay in touch with this habit and hope I just blog with absolutely no reason coz if I realized something when I was sick...I feel alive when I write and when my writing interacts with people..hey, double bonus for me.
I am going to let the world know more about me in my own way and maybe they'll see me for who I want them to see me for.. (That makes sense right?)
Here's to the next stage of life..
