Hi, it is 2025 and after "Single" my poem collection, I have not really written anything, I tried but I never finished them. I was caught between trying to pursue my career and have been trapped in the cycle of repetitive job in the corporate world. I was into surviving and just trying to be like everyone, working and hustling altogether. I stopped dreaming. I stopped being creative. After how many years, I can feel like I am still craving for something worthy of my precious time. I want to promise to myself that this year, I CAN WRITE AND FINISH ONE POEM COLLECTIONA AGAIN. I'll work on it. I wanna be alive again.