I used to poke my eyes too see phosphenes. (noun. a ring or spot of light produced by pressure on the eyeball or direct stimulation of the visual system other than by light.) It was euphoric. I didn't have to think much of things. Then, as time reveals everything right in front of me, I see my world crash into tad pieces. I knew I was growing up when I had to think more than just putting pressure into my eyes. I knew there's more to life.
I never thought I would end up writing stuffs. I'm so lazy to do that.
But this belief drives me to write, that I should turn thoughts into something beautiful- no matter how tragic, wonderful, boring, melancholic or memorable they are. I should write them.
And that brought me here. Enjoy reading!