Why should we write? Simple question, right? And yet I promise you that if you ask that particular question to someone, you’ll always get a different answer. Well, here is mine.
Last week, on the perfectly imperfect bunch, the weekly theme was poetry. Now I do not consider myself to be a good poet but I can capture odd emotions in intricate metaphors (I did it just now). Sadly, I wasn’t in the right mindset to participate in last week’s theme. The reason for that was simple yet complicated. In simplest term, I had a rough week. Revisiting the details will only be unnecessary considering the fact that I’ve captured them with details in these three posts.
Now if you go through them, you’ll find a boy, not a man, walking through his doubts. The point I’m trying to focus on, right now, is that writing out these three posts did something brilliant. I had a phase like this quite a long ago…
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