I was sitting idly in office with nothing better to do when I recalled I had a blog which was practically empty and bereft of any content! So, I got over my procrastination and decided to revisit the blogging experience and contribute some piece to ,my empty blog.
I remember, as a young child, I would write imaginary essays on imaginary, half-baked topics just for the heck of it. I also recall how writing in my diary about incidents that affected me deeply gave me a space to vent out my emotions so that I could be calm and at peace again. I also observed that the more I read books, the more eloquent my writing became and my vocabulary too expanded. My thoughts felt no longer stuck and wooden. It flowed like a stream and moved magically, filling my thoughts with beautiful ideas and an overall wonderful feeling!
So, hopefully I would be blogging more often from now onwards!
See you around.
“She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. ‘Time’ for her isn’t something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.”
― Roman Payne