On a real note, looking back. Why did I write this? Why did I ask the questions I did?
I honestly don't remember. To what I was going through, I guess that's a question that cannot be answered. But do I continue to write? Why not. Why not keep going?
Why stop now?
YOU ARE READING
Why?
Non-FictionThis isn't an ordinary story. These are the things that haunt my mind, as if a plague. This is what keeps me up at night and maybe it does you too. Updated almost daily and edits are coming quickly!!
