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Write (journal entry)

I sometimes wake up at 1 or 3 a.m. and I write. The moment I meet with my thoughts, I write. Write each day, as if it's the only thing you know. Write, even if you don't know how. Write still, without feeling sorry for yourself. Write, to release the frustration of not being good enough. Write, to ease the longing of not writing. Write, to make a promise. Write, as if telling your day to someone you love. Write, because it means so much to you. Write, knowing it's a suffering you choose, maybe for the rest of your days. Write, knowing you just have to do it. Write, but don't forget there's as much happiness to it as despair. Write, and not forget. Write, because you were made to.

This kind of love (journal entry)

As a fellow writer and a reader of her work, I can't help but to think of Ssamba, the author of Fluttering Feelings.

Path strewn with color (journal entry)

I used to think maybe it would be nice if I were a regular person like most people.