I miss writing

I miss writing. I miss that I used to feel so good when I could just finish one article or a blog post without a kind of a barrier or doubt to stop me from posting it. Now, I feel restless. It’s 11pm in KL where everything just feels out of place and somehow I…

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If I could just

I wonder if I could just sway my thoughts into riddles, where the meaningless words sweep its way into a medium that would cease to exist.   Sometimes they suck the life out of you to think, to do, to just be.   Where do I begin to unfold the reasons for the existence of…

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