Well, it’s been a long time since I’m not writing-any-thing here. I don’t know, maybe I’m too busy to live? Or maybe life is just getting me busy each day. Never know, never think much the real reason about that.
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I just feel like I'm losing myself for a long time. I tried to connect with myself, then... I wrote a letter to myself, but it never got done. I tried to draw too, and then the same thing: it just became a raw sketch. Never knew the end, and never touched it again.
It's like, "I say never again, but I agained."
We never know what will go next, like…. Weeks ago, I surprised myself: I did a Monologue. Yeahh. M-O-N-O-L-O-G-U-E. That kind of theatrical, acting thing. Did you believe I just did acting? Yes, me too. I never expected that move either. Then… finally I am meeting my self again after a while.
