Why do I bother blogging?
I find writing therapeutic--just like drinking tea, or flipping open a
sketchbook and doodling, listening to a fantastic mix, or just a heart
stopping discography. Not that I'm horribly depressed, because to be
honest--I have been feeling so enlightened, so BRUTALLY happy
these days. Its therapeutic, in a sense that when I come home after
a long day, I'm up at all hours of the morning just writing, or drinking tea,
or drawing, or brooding over fantastic music. These are just a collection
of things that I enjoy, things that make me smile until I pass out from
exhaustion at 3:30am. And to me? Completely worth it. Every minute.
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