Rejuvenation (?)
One of the most important things I've learnt over the past 4 years is that you need to be in peace to read and write. You need to have calm to create. At least so is the case for me. I needed to feel calm before I could plunge myself into another world. Imagine another reality. Create another narrative. And today, after a long time, I am reading again. I am writing again. This fleeting moment of peace, while there's chaos all around me, feels like a joke to me. How am I able to write and read again? How am I able to put my thoughts on paper, unadulterated and unabridged? It's shocking. But also a pleasant surprise. Because I'd longed for it for a very long time. To feel what the characters in the story I read feel. To be able to show the world how I feel through my words. It was suffocation, not being able to do either of them. To have my creative mouth sealed shut. And now, I am able to whisper and let people know that maybe, I'm not dead just yet.