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I used to like the idea of keeping diaries. When I was little I have lots of journal books my mom bought me and I tend to keep a daily log of what I do. Unfortunately, I have grown lazy writing down my life. I have this sloth inside me and I can’t push it away. I have started again, only to realise that the sloth is still there.
But I do regret not being able to write again. I feel like parts of me are being forgotten, memories may change and I may not remember how exactly I felt, say, years ago. I may have degenerative disease … then I’m afraid my life has lost its worth.
… is once what I used to be, until I learned about KPop. Oh wait, I’m not implying anything here, it’s just that I realised, I have neglected my books for a while, this copy of Fallen which I’ve bought last year for my birthday (which I only started reading two days ago) is just one proof, along with all the John Grisham books I have in my bookshelf.
So yeah, I’m trying to reignite that passion in me, I will try to find the connection I once had with these ink on paper, my only way to be in a different world without moving literally or paying loads of money (this depends on how much you bought the book!)
(Source: agirlnamedasaboy)
