VII

I have not been inclined to put words to paper, or in this case to screen for some time, largely because I have not felt emotionally tormented and in the need to evicted the thoughts from my head before it lays waste to my mind. My posts have been largely melancholic with a sprinkle of eroticism, lightly flavoured with pseudo-intellectualism – sometimes bordering on profound.

The years have brought with them change and growth, moments of learning and introspection, self-doubt and acceptance – it seems a never ending journey to betterment, but I suppose that is why it is “life’s journey” and not life’s destination. These few lines remind me of another reason why the glow of the screen and the birth of my words on it appealed to me – I am far better at expressing myself through my musings; it’s part of me I discovered along my journey, it’s a part of me I enjoyed, it’s a beautiful part of me that I miss.

So in the spirit of momentous journeys, let this one continue, let it be written for posterity – I am more than meets the eyes.