Without anyone saying anything, I caught myself a lot of times before I sketched on the painted canvas. The canvas is already painted, how do I write, I told myself. Finally I pushed myself to sketch and sketched on the big canvas.
I write about what affects me, enthralls me. I write my experiences, I write my emotions. To grow, to learn, to live, to celebrate Life. I write.
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