Tuesday, September 14, 2010
The pen is mightier than the sword
I really like to you write.
But I noticed as the time pass, I'm not the same eager person from before. And quite frankly, I can't write interesting happenings anymore. I dont think that I write well in my blog. I only could count in one hand some stories I shared that's worth reading. I used to love to write. I remember when I was in gradeschool and highschool, that's when I can't believe that I wrote something. And wrote it well.
I remember that I also read and wrote poems.
But may be it's actually true, once you forget or does not practice about something-that you do well or should I say something you have passion about, it would most likely blew away.
I don't think i still have the skill to write well. To make simple experience appear interesting in my blog. I honestly envy those who're able to do that. It feels like every bits of experience they have are far worth out of the ordinary. It sound, like, a distant past. I'm not saying my life is less appealing, I actually have plenty of things to share- but I guess, I don't know how to put them to writing.
But still I can't deny that I love reading, well most of us love that :)
Maybe it goes with age.
There's a time when you want to pour and burst your reaction, emotions to something.
And then there will come a time when you will just want to listen and be silent for a time.
May be that is one form of maturity.
You stop mumbling or you take a pause and just notice what surrounds you.
Afterall everything is not about you.
Cheers to being 34!
* I know it's kinda late coz I had my Bday for like 3months back, it takes a while to getting used to ;) besides I still feel like I'm 24 ;P*