Today is the day. What makes it so special? Just because today is the day I chose to start blogging again. No reason in particular.

There was that one day, I walked to the end of the platform, watched the train as it approached, felt the slap of the breeze as it went past, and got onto the last carriage. I haven't done this for a whle. Kind of make me forget how it was, how I enjoyed it. Those moments. Of being alone, by myself.

On another day, I just wished I was all by myself, in a small room. That I could do whatever I like. Paint, draw, write. Just by myself.

Then I found myself, back here, in a world of my own. :)