Epilogue

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 One year has passed since I wrote this project's prologue and I believe it is time to write its epilogue.

 Without knowing, I started writing this collection when I was 16 years old. As I explained before, I wrote mostly to vent- indeed, there was a time where I wasn't capable of dealing with my own emotions. As I was growing up, writing became a hobby and I kept writing about my feelings and experiences. Last year, when I was 20, I decided to hand pick my favorite texts and chronologically put them together at the same time I was still writing in a word document that I called "A Piece of My mind" and, well, just kept adding texts!

 I wasn't sure when and how I was going to finish this collection, the thought of it crossed my mind multiple times. At some point, I believed that I would declare it as finished when I got to 50 loose texts. At other time, I believed I was just going to keep adding texts throughout my whole life journey. Although both of these were good options, there are times in life when you just know when to end a cycle, and this is one of its times.

 One year ago, I stated that one who reads this will be familiar with the way I grew up over the years, and this statement is key to 'A Piece of My Mind'. There are six years apart from the first text until the last one of them, and even though they all sustain themselves individually, when you glue them together and read them consecutively, you see a story, you see someone going through major life experiences, telling them and living them. Indeed, these texts showcase my experiences and feelings over the years and I believe they tell the story of a part of my life that is now over.

 Thank you all for reading and for the ones that joined along in my journey.

 Thank you all for grabbing a piece of my mind.

 There will be more to grab.

 Boky,

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