Looking back, I see how I’ve changed through the years. It is good. I like what I see. Looking in retrospect, I’ve noticed a lot of things I wasn’t able to see before. I’m the same person, with another perspective. I’m fearless, I’m happier, grateful, dummy, funny, creepy knife lover.
A dictionary defines the word ‘Affirmation’ as “the assertion that something exists or is true; a statement or proposition that is declared to be true.”
As I said before, the thought of leaving Instagram for good was running on my brain for a long time. This month, since the first day, I took the decision of deactivating my account. The reason as I explained in one of my latest posts as I didn’t feel comfortable with the out-of-real standards of the social network.
I am excited to let you know that my discord server ‘The Guild” is finally open. Actually, it has been open for a while, I just had to understand a little bit more about discord and how it works.
Disclaimer: This is just my opinion. I am not inciting anybody in any way to leave social media. What I post here is what works for me, as well as my desire to build my own platform with my own rules. I want it to be clear that I am not against social media, and if you use it wisely it is a wonderful resource.
Time is beyond human comprehension. This is the only reasonable explanation I find. We will never be able to understand how that constant line in the universe works. It seems to be simple, because it is just a line, and it is constant. But I didn’t come here to talk about physics today, as this blog is devoted to literature, books, and my career as an indie author (as well as random ramblings when I’m mad about something *hehe*). Though we can talk about anything we want here. So. Yeah.
I’ve been having a conflict with Instagram for a long time. While the platform has served me to discover wonderful accounts with purposeful content, on the other hand, it hasn’t served ‘me’, if you know what I mean. I feel like as a writer and content creator, I put too much effort into creating my posts, brainstorming, always trying to make it better… It seems though, that for Instagram is not enough.
I’ve been meaning to start a Patreon page for a long time. But something was stopping me. I was doubtful because I asked myself over and over again ‘What do I have to offer?’ And for some time this question froze me in there. I just wanted but was afraid.
I love the morning breeze, especially in the tropics. It’s one of those small things I’ve learned to appreciate through time.
I love the emptiness of my mind, waiting for me to start with the flow of ideas. I love my empty brain. I know it might sound weird, but I love it when it waits for me to create the thought, an idea, the simple mechanical action of making coffee first thing in the morning.
I don’t know if I’ll have the words to write this review. As I sit here, typing, looking through my window, I can’t help to remember traces of the book spent reading for more than three months. In the end, I guess this won’t be a review as it is. You know, the traditional one. I will be trying to decipher my thoughts about the book that I could never seem to finish, the book that I started, not knowing the consequences it would have on my mind.