Insulated to Insults

Have you ever felt alone a room with a crowd when you tried to blend?
Alone in a room crowded with people who you call as friends
and realised that so long all their love and fun was but pretend.

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W101.V2. Day 1: The Right to Write

Why do I‌ write?

This question is right up on the same list with

  • Who am I?
  • What do I want?
  • What is my purpose?
  • What will give me happiness?

In essence,‌ it is fundamentally, an existential question. I could say that it is to express myself which is an answer that many people are going to have. But there has to be something deeper than that. It doesn’t feel right if I talk about something I‌ feel I am good at without it involving something special.

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