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Healed or Destroyed?

Some days, no combination of 26 letters can capture your thoughts.

Okay. So, exactly 16 days ago, I had decided I would never ever ever write another blog post again and i wrote my reasons in a blog post (that post is deleted, by the way. so were some other posts that had no quality whatsoever, basically everything.)

I honestly have no idea who I was trying to kid when I said I would never post again. I mean, who am I to decide that I won’t create anymore?

I couldn’t give up on art (no matter how bad.) It isn’t in my blood. (Ignore the cliche.)

In the 15 days since the Secret Tragic Event, I survived. Surprisingly, I didn’t cry even once (sorta). Lewis Capaldi, Supernatural and art kept me alive. Breathing, too.

Anyways, the Secret Tragic Event changed me. What a surprise! (cue exaggerated gasp).

Basically, the point of this post is to tell that –

  1. I’m back! (non-existent audience cries tears of joy)
  2. I’ve changed because of the Secret Tragic Event
  3. Since, I’ve changed, my blog will change
  4. I really wanna know what readers want to read about (pls tell me in the comments.)
  5. No matter what, me and art are inseparable (art: music, dance, writing, reading, thinking, basically everything that exists)
  6. I am a clueless creature
  7. I really love all the people who read my blog posts. I mean, when I started out, I was pretty sure, nobody, and I mean, no single body would read my posts. I love you all, I thank you all and I hope I have changed you in some way or the other, in a good way, obviously.
  8. I really love words, like, what would I be without them.
  9. I really have to improve my vocabulary

i don’t know if the words i write heal me or destroy me.

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