Today

I’ve been willing myself to write again but I just can’t. For someone who spends 10-12 hours a day writing, this is quite frustrating.

Should I write about my travels? That was my intention when I created this blog but look at me now, I can’t even remember when was the last time I shared my adventures to the public.

Should I write about my life? I have always been uncomfortable in puttng myself out there. I guess this is the main reason why I can’t seem to find my niche here in the blogosphere.

I tell myself that it’s understandable. My job is to snoop on people— what they do for a living, how much they are earning, how they spend their money, how much money they have, et cetera— so naturally, I put importance in maintaining my privacy. However, the thing is, I feel that I have failed myself. I vowed to make writing a habit, to use it as a form of therapy. Now that I am having a rough time at work and in personal life, I think that the need for releasing my innermost thoughts is greater than ever.

I’m sick and tired of always starting but never finishing. Starting today, I will learn to let go of my inhibitions. You will finally see the real me, what goes on inside my head, and how I truly see the world.

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