Quarantine thoughts brought me here I guess. I have been so immersed in portraying my feelings through others medium, which I guess is failing miserably because this wishy-washy me kept swimming in unknown currents. I thought maybe I could start writing about what I think once again, take time off of my hectic life, which is mostly helping others live theirs in ease . Easier said than done, so far I haven't started doing that. Maybe this is the start. Even now, while having someone pester me from the side, I can't help but want to put this down there. I want to go back to who I was, positive, someone who read books, thought about the welfare and the goodness that exists in people. I still want to be a bright and true to myself. And be what I want to be. Let this be the first step.
