I am back on my blog after reading someone else’s work, and it was inspiring to feel someone else’s emotions flow through their play in words. It brought me back to my own blog, my own words with the hope to write to as well as them (read still way behind).
I debated if I should delete my older works and start afresh. I decided otherwise — I want my older works to be reminder of the person that I was; my ambitions when I was a teenager, and for it to serve as a constant reminder of the person that I once wanted to be–I still do.
I want to be inspired. I want to inspire.
I want to write. I want to speak. I want to shout. I want to scream.