OMG. Has it been a year already? Seems like yesterday when I posted my first blog post, had a few followers and posted a bunch of things which I myself did not understand. Haha.
Nowadays, I find myself too busy to write whatever is on my mind. Don’t get me wrong. It’s not like I have ran out of things to say out here but rather don’t have that much time to write. There are so many stories, ideas but so little time to tell.
Nevertheless, here I am writing again celebrating a year of weirdness, quirkiness, dramatics. Still finding time to make a sense out of all this bedlam called my life. Writing gives me peace, keeps me sane, exercises my mind. Writing for me is everything. I may not be the greatest storyteller but nobody can tell my life’s greatest story like I do.
And so, I will continue this blog. Even if no one reads, I will still write. I may not get a Pulitzer price or get published but who cares? As long as I write, I am happy. Even if people discourage me, I will still write. Haters gonna hate. I will continue to write until I heave my last breath.
Here’s to my one year of writing and hoping that there will be more stories to tell!!