Being an introvert...

Writing is not one of my interests but today I found I have to say many things to the world openly that I could not say to my family and friends. I'm a lonely person who loves to sit alone, talk alone so on. one of my most interesting hobbies is to lay down on the terrace and look up at the sky and talk to the stars, moon, etc. considering they are people who love to spend time with me, who find I'm not boring in any sort of ways. As an introvert it's okay to be alone, in fact, it gives me more energy, even though I sometimes feel if I have a friend... only one friend who can see my pain without saying, who can touch my heart without a conversation, who can understand me like I do. when life gave me one person who I had always wished for  5 months I had felt so much love and happiness within me, then took it away from me as she walk away without saying a single word to me. Did I deserve a better goodbye? I asked the universe why did you do that?! the intuitions gave me the answer it's for your betterment baby :) yeah, the 'baby' has everything. I used to write my thought inside a rectangle made with wood pulp bound together inside a cardboard piece. Yeah, you are right. I meant that only a book. since I don't like literature and poetic terms I tried one to test myself.  It is very important that analyze yourself quite often. Once I started to do that I found changes in me. As a person, I have come from the north pole to the south pole. now my mind is in Antarctica, is too cold and peaceful. writing gives me the solace which I discovered right now. So I hope it's a new journey and gonna love it. 

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