This is my third attempt at writing a medium post.
For someone who writes everyday, it’s weird how writing is still how I unwind.
Yeah, I really write every single day – it’s either one documentation or the other (I’m a Product Manager) or one Newsletter (I’m a Content Writer) or I’m editing one or two articles or stories for my friends.
Believe me, I enjoy doing these things although, sometimes, I really just want to lock myself up in a dark room and sleep.
Writing is how I unwind. I love the art of stringing words together and it’s magical how bits by bits, it all makes sense.
I love writers; they can never do wrong in my eyes.
I’ve written two posts for Medium this week; and I got stuck. Halfway, they stopped making sense to me.
At this point, you should know I’m kinda ranting because I honestly do not know why I keep digressing.
Hopefully, I’ll feel better after this post. My head right now is a jungle – I might just consider that place on the Island where you’re allowed to scream for a fee but nah.
I don’t have money
I am too lazy to leave my house.
This week, I made a life-changing decision. Maybe, just maybe that’s why I feel this way.
I’ll stop here, aside this nasal congestion, my mind is also foggy. I should sleep now.
Bye.
