I am not a writer, nor wants to be known for it. In fact, writing was my waterloo. But I found solace in writing. I can speak my mind, and I can wander in many things, and love it. For the meantime, writing has been my escape to the real world I am in. A scape to the world where my thoughts, feelings, and aspirations are well expressed.
Writing has been my shelter, especially during the nights of aching to see my family and my own country. It has soothe my tired spirit.
Though, my work is also in writing… writing lines of codes for a database applications/systems.
I love to travel. But I more love to spend my weekends in my home province. Just sitting together with my family. That is life full of bliss to me.
