I am writing not to glorify myself or my experiences, but to preserve the memory or my thoughts. To make sure that things won’t slip and fade away into young adulthood, into any other ‘”ordinary” day or experience. There is no ordinary.
And why not to share yourself a bit. Because sharing nothing? That’s lonely.
I won’t be totally open here, of course. There will always be a story behind a story. There will always be something that is left unspoken on the Internet, obviously.
This place is my placebo. My microgalaxy.
More than that I’m a little faithful and artsy creation which is in pursuit of some great magic. And while I’m on my way, I just might share my path here. :3