I wonder why I ever started blogging. I'm a lousy writer. I write crap, nonsensical stuff.
Nevertheless.It was therapeutic. In my own world, I am penning my thoughts. It gets recorded in one of the bytes in the WWW unlike my countless diaries and journals where my feeble attempts to record my daily musings and frustrations left most the pages empty.
Which means one thing. My life is a bore.
Would I continue ? I asked myself. Would my life turn? Would my life story , a page turner. I guess angels and demons would sleep reading my life.
I shall wait...
2 comments:
still reading..
just continue to write bah... if not you will realise you have many diaries... and dont know where to keep them; or like me, spending hours reading them when you suppose to do spring cleaning.
haa...
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