It's been 8 months since my last post. I've been tired, sad, lost, confused, pressed for time, and when not, I've been procrastinating. But I've decided to start anew. It is writing that brings me the greatest joy, a sense of accomplishment, a direction, a sensation of timelessness and strength. It is perhaps the only thing I can be loyal to.
Today, I've started to write with nothing particular in mind. I have no masterplan, no engaging storyline, no structure to steer my words through. I've put my fingers to the keypad just to release the pent up restlessness that I've been sheltering in my mind. This is that awkward phase when the tears have dried up and all the energy drained. My words carry no character today, just string along as I say.
There's so much I want to write about, because I have nobody to tell. I have new dreams now, new aspirations, a new destiny perhaps, and a new reality at present. This will be my first post which I will not proofread or edit before I publish. I want to express myself raw... just the way my thoughts are right now- untouched by anything alien. And this could just be the way I will continue to post on this blog.
I've managed to say nothing in the past 3 paras and still I'll sleep better tonight. I want to write some more. But I'll leave it for tomorrow... whenever it comes.