It took me some time before I noticed how I reacted to certain things. I cry when I’m mad. I run when I’m confused. I write when I’m down.
Here we go again. Holding my laptop and writing again. I was supposed to be finishing my pending books, but I’m here, on my personal blog, writing.
But yeah, since I’m here now, I just want to leave some questions for myself. Funny? Asking yourself some questions. I’m crazy.
How can it be possible for someone to truly like someone despite the distance? Despite the absence Despite the difference
Recently, I was trying to comprehend my own thoughts and what my heart was telling me. Am I overanalyzing things? Why can’t I just go with the flow? Why am I burning inside? Have I gone mad? So many questions, yet no single answer.
