i want to remember this

Today I woke up happy. Like really happy. Like lying in my bed and hearing birdsong, a stream of sunlight hitting my desk, and a glimpse of a clear blue sky through the window and getting overwhelmed by happiness. Like, feeling that kind of pure happiness that has your mouth stretched in a wide smile for no real reason at all.

Right now I’m half an hour from going to sleep, in the middle of the process of unwinding, and I’m still happy.

It’s not often this happens. It’s not often life gives you the chance to contain happiness from the moment you wake up to the moment your eyes close for sleep.

I just want to commemorate this. 

i guess this will have to pass as a form of introduction

I’ve wanted a blog for a long time, so when I made this blog – I don’t know maybe four years ago – I fully intended to start writing immediately.

That didn’t happen, and it wasn’t just because of fickleness. It’s not that I found something else, something shinier to devote my attention to. It was the fact that I couldn’t find a reason for keeping a blog. I don’t  lead an interesting or unusual life. I’m young and inexperienced in pretty much all of the ways. I’m not a critic. I’m not reviewer. I’m not special. There won’t be any value behind any of the things I write.

I’m introverted. I don’t take up a lot of space in interactions and conversations. I’m more than happy to listen and reflect, and maybe, if I find that no one else has brought up what I’m thinking of, I’ll share. (You’ll probably never see me as the driving source behind a conversation).

The thing is though, that I spend a lot of time inside my own head. And every now and then I come up with a train of thought I’m pleased with.

So, let me indulge a bit. I’m going to start using this blog and most of what I write will probably be useless drivel, but it will be important to me, I think. That’s okay, I’m not writing this for anyone else but me, so I also don’t have any responsibilty~ to anyone but me. Whatever, this blog is probably going to be silly, and unfocused, and filles with typos (because I always miss the typos), and nothing I’m going to show anyone I know. I’ll look forward to start writing here.