I have managed to keep my fingers away from the enticing call of the keyboard and my mind away from the ranting-spree-inducing sights everywhere for an eternity of months. I have managed to ignore the passion and convince myself that the mistake i made *back in my immature years in high school when i have merely laid my fingers on the raw and itchy pens of an aspiring blogger* should flag the end of my writing career. I have managed to deliberately deny the need to write, to blog, to speak words unspoken, because i have dared to do so.
The past has narrowed my future and is terrorizing my present. How fateful.
But during the most unexpected time in my life, i have rekindled the flicker of a tiny flame i have long been ignoring. I felt the need to write. I needed to breathe. The solution: resurface.
I have to admit i have been much of a coward running away from my mistakes rather than learning from it. I have never really wanted to come face - to- face with my problems that's why all this time i kept on running and hiding. I have been a failure once, and i added more to it by not facing the facts. But it is only now that i have realized, i'm empty not being able to write. The pen has always been an extension of myself and words have always been loyal companions of mine.
I have finally resurfaced. And no matter how vague this post of mine might seem to those who dont know, i am happy they are able to read this. I am happy that i finally can say i have emptied all the burden of my soul.
I have forgiven myself. Now I am worthy to be forgiven.
Right now, all i can think about is how glad i am that i have a new post and that my first ever college post is written in a light tone, almost. I am revived. <3
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