
I Wish You knew How Much I Love You
I’m here again for another day while watching the store. These past few days I challenged myself to keep on writing because I feel like I missed but not sure how to start it. Not like before when I wasn’t married and living alone. I can write easily even though it is not that good. Unlike now, I wanted to write something but then it’s hard for me to do it. It’s like I’m lost in a path that I forgot to walk on. That’s why I decided to write everyday while I’m at the store.
Writing huh, actually, I’m doing it right now but I thought it’s nice to highlight it. Well–, it’s not easy to elaborate it actually because I don’t have constructive reasons for it; Just do it and just that. Whenever I feel it, I immediately start doing it. To tell you the truth there’s no definite idea what to write. I haven’t thought of it before writing it because I just let it and then let the mind run through until I’m satisfied or have no more ideas.
You know I don’t get to class about writing. I learned writing from studying at school during my college years. My course is completely different in terms of writing. I admit that sometimes I watch videos on youtube about writing and then reading as well. I tried mimicking their ways of writing but it’s not that easy. I found it hard to write about uncommon words which are cool in writing stories. Yes, I’m envious of those people who can write wordings that aren’t always used but easy to understand. Yes, I know, in my writing it is as if you can just think of it that I’m talking to someone passionately. Lol
One of the reasons why I write is simple because it is my escaping route of being lonely while being alone at the store. Through writing, the words in mind can let it out; Though not verbally, but still it makes me feel a little bit lighter. Yes, in writing, there is no exchanging of words like having a conversation with someone. But it’s okay for me because when you’re eager to talk to someone, you don’t like to be interrupted because you want to keep on talking.
So yeah, writing helps me in so many ways, it’s not that I’m expecting regards from writing but one of those is my way of healing my stress. But one thing I’m sure of why I write, I LOVE IT.
Thank you for reading