Dulo.

Note: Hello

It has been a while since I wrote and shared to the world. If you're reading this, hello.

I have always jotted my ideas on a notepad, but I never had the courage to make it feasible as a writer would. The last time I wrote was probably years ago. I was immature, yet creative. Now that I have aged, staying immaturely creative is a fraud. Although it's a bliss, we learn and cringe. 

This story is pure fiction. The names and places in the story are out of pure research and sound. 

If I were to create another reality for the people I love the most, this would be it. This is how reality would be for them. As for me, I would remain in my own reality and I would write and read and bleed.

I thank God for the courage to write and share again. I hope I gain back what I have lost. If not, I hope I earn the more important things. 

lml, low frequency. Fifteenth of May, year two thousand twenty.