To blog or not to ..

I always wondered why were writers such depressives .. I found out a few days ago.. Writing is so unbalanced.. This is no substitute to speaking and talking.. One so falls in love with their own words. It becomes its own justification and its own raison d' etre...

When you talk you are forced to listen to someone else'e percepective regardless of the fact whether you accept it or not..  The truth lingers in your mind and heart. It resurfaces when you are relaxed and makes you question your convictions...  That is good..  Brings a balance to life...

A few good things i learnt..

 

I like to write and seem to be reasonably good at it

Dont write when are not feeling too good bout things.. it only makes things worse..
When you like someone you like them regardless..

When you like people be ready for a world of hurt..

Well.. Does it make any difference...

Nah not a bit.. It tells me am alive..

I keep thinking.. pint size pocket of trouble..

Fond memories....

Am smiling  again..