About

A long time ago, I used to write every day. Whether I was happy, sad, or angry- I would express myself through the written word. Words are precious to me; writing even more so. I’m shy and find it difficult to express my feelings, hence writing is my chosen medium. For me, my life is a book, a wonderful book. Torn in some pages, crisp in others. I want my book to be well read. There are many pages waiting to be written. I hope you will join me in this journey. In the end, I want my life to be like one of those old books; beautiful and yellowed; strong and meant to be read.

Thank you for reading.

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