Okay, time to be honest here. I have always been a bookworm since I was little and saw my parents reading books and newspapers. Some people may call that as conditional learning, but all I know is that it always amazed me how someone could create a story that was filled with magic, wonder, and excitement. Stories that could pull the readers into it and be lost in a world that they have never known or felt before. I really admire people who can create whole new worlds and stories when there used to be just a blank page. Now that I finally have the free time to read books once again, I find myself stumped as to what I should actually even start with. There are so many books in the world that I feel stuck in my own numerous curiosities. I feel like my love for books is just insatiable!
Decided to create a journal in order to free all the ideas trapped in my head. I have recently learned to love myself again after losing who I was for so long. As of now, I just want to expand my horizons and see the world in other people’s eyes.