Just as Fitzgerald wrote, “So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past,” one might find it difficult to move forward when his feet are rooted in place, anchored to the weight of what has been.
Getting lost wandering alone in this bustling city isn’t something anyone would want to experience. As I sit here writing, hoping to find more friends, would you come over and say hi? It would be nice to have you around. I promise I’m great company to be around.
One thing I find fascinating about writing is the necessity of having a muse. I must admit, it’s challenging to get started without a spark of inspiration.
@flourann_
You really helped me a lot by keeping me here. Even though everyone you brought over were pretty much ghosted right now (sorry, I’ll catch up with you guys later). My goal is to tackle my late quarter-life crisis and find happiness. And I hope you too always find happiness.
@neurosiences
I do dabble in words. Thanks for the warm welcome to your dusty page, I’ll try not to stir up too much of a mess with the dust from my own page. Summer cleaning doesn’t go as smooth as I planned it to be.
I have a question for you
@sejeohg
, what makes today special? Just another Wednesday, right? I’m kidding, of course. You really thought I’d forget your birthday?
Summer rain always works its magic whenever it comes around. It brings back all the memories you tried to bury. But whose fault is that? Yours, for still remembering, or the rain’s, for keeping the memories alive?
Merci d’être mon soutien inébranlable et de rester comme le parfum le plus envoûtant en fin de journée. Ne te lasse pas de moi, tu vas voir mon beau visage souvent pendant longtemps.