I thrive in new beginnings. I like the foreign feeling of being somewhere new. I like the rush of doing something for the first time. The unfamiliarity it brings to my senses. I guess that’s what they call the “magic” of new beginnings. Because there’s nothing like the first time, knowing it’s the only time you’d feel that certain thrill of strangeness. And as I’ve welcomed another year in my life, I’ve decided to also add something new in it. This is something I’ve been wanting to do for a very long time now.
Lately, I’ve been feeling stuck and trapped in my daily routine. My days seem bland and too forgettable that I started losing track of time. Hours, days, weeks, months are quickly passing me by. Before I knew it, a year had passed and I have no recollection of where the previous months have gone except for the few moments that I did something different from my routine.
I’m not the most assertive person and creating something is my better way of expressing myself. Whenever I need to sort my thoughts out, I always seek refuge in writing. So I figured, a blog would be a perfect home for both my words and thoughts.
On this blog I will talk about the things that move me—may it be a book, a film or a place. I’m not sure how it would turn out, or if I would be able to give them justice, but there’s no harm in trying, right? This will also contain my random ramblings about life, and some of my feelings in the form of poems.
I’m not expecting much from this blog; aside from the peace and happiness that it will surely give me. Maybe… if I get lucky, I might just be able to connect with people who loves the same things that I do. And maybe it will be a start of something new again, something better. ♥