Monday, March 10, 2014

After the encounter



I once posted a blog about a prayer meeting group that I ran into.

In one of those sessions, we were encouraged to write anything to everything.
In the early years of my high school life, I wrote – from poems, essays, short stories to oratorical pieces. Writing was very natural for me back then. It seemed like the words would just come down to places and assembled together.

I was very fond of reading and writing (working of having it back). Anything that I could get my hands into – I would read it – for as long as the material is worth reading for. Newspapers, magazines to books would fill my study table back at home. Most of which were borrowed from our library and guidance counseling center.

I think it is in writing that we get to express our inner thoughts. Build and formulate our wildest imaginations and live in it. Back in the days where text messaging were only for those who have cellular phones – writing cute love letters were among the stuff that would make a girl feel “kilig”.

More to follow.. I just want to write and write.

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