Ten years have passed since I confirmed my love for words. All the changes that happened in the middle made me almost give up. But every time when night falls and the people are quiet, I can't help but pick up a pen and record every bit of these scattered moments.
The places I have been, the roads I have traveled, the gifts given to me by life and nature, and the sudden flashes of inspiration are all the reasons for me to write and write.
I have no other ideas, just writing...