Writing is supposed to reflect your journey through life. Your discovery of your character in solitude and around other people, the moments of clarity when you feel loved and the moment when your heart breaks so much that you can hear it crack. When you run careless and free on open fields and when you're struggling on your way home on the bus. Experiences, moments, stories. Falling recklessly in love, and then learning to belong to yourself again. Going to new places, meeting new people, driving in the middle of the night on empty streets. Going to the ocean and staying there until sunrise, smoking cigarettes and talking about your cheesy dreams. Thinking about the worst of times and the best of times all engulfed into one single entity. I can barely still remember ... good thing I have it all written down.
