Years passed and I find this blog again. Clicking on past posts that were read by recent visitors, it has somehow awakened the sleeping (wannabe) writer in me....again.
Opting to spend the remains of my lunch hour in my office cube and playing relaxdaily music on YouTube, my fingers could not wait to receive thoughts from my head that I wanted to type here, on my old blog which I originally considered to be my sacred place.
A place where I can write freely (and hopefully, wonderfully) whatever it may be. It can be about my family which I love so dearly, or whatever topic/experience for the day that I would like to write.
Maybe it's too much of watching Erwan Heusaff's Overnight travel series on YouTube that somehow wanted me to reconnect to blogging again. The random thoughts that I've collected all these years may have reached a tipping point, with a need to spill somewhere....like this blog.
But maybe, just maybe, I could write with a little more effect or pizzazz so to speak. That would be great.
I cannot guarantee that I'll be writing most of the time, but I will be more conscious that this blog exists, and it's blank pages need to be filled. In doing so I get a chance for my future self to look back and see how I have been during those years and, hopefully, end up with a contented smile on my face.
Epictetus once said, "If you wish to be a writer, write." I guess it's not gonna be any more simpler than that.
And so, I write.
Again.