Today, actually this evening, my blindness has taken more effects than I ever expected ( Read more... )

I haven’t written in my journal for two and a half months, thus defeating the purpose of having one. I can’t improve my literary expression if I’m not expressing anything. I have simply been approaching a crossroads, of sorts, which writing about would and will make me acknowledge my current situation ( Read more... )

It is raining right now. I’ve been awake since 5 am when it first started. It is beautiful looking, sounding, and feeling. I love rain. I would love more to have the freedom to dance naked in it, to walk slowly and ponder my life, and to lie down in the puddles with no concerns of cleanliness ( Read more... )