Well, here we are again–writing. I cannot remember the last time I wrote anything. According to my partner, my blog is overly personal and I agree but I can't help it. I have little or no interest in the world, so I guess I am stuck with talking about experiences and opinions. I do not know what happened to my curiosity and passion (adulting maybe) but I am hoping I find that some way.
I am taking some time off the road to focus on other things, like crypto and writing. I don't know if there is much to talk about (crypto) but I want to give it another shot. I know there is no going back to churning fourteen articles a week or the hundreds of comments on hive. All I can hope for is to write passively.
I want to be a content creator again.
I really miss writing. Whether it be writing opinion pieces or sharing bits of my life, I do not mind. I just realised (again) that this is what I am supposed to do with my life. There will be other things but writing has been the only thing that has fulfilled me--at least this is what I can make of the events in my life.
Lately, my mind has been a cesspool of negativity. I have not been able to think creatively or positively. I guess life on the road is taking a toll on me. Nevertheless, I am still grateful for the experience. Minus my poor decisions (which I have accepted entirely), it's been a fun experience.
However, like writing (for money), driving has its cons. The events of the last few months have revealed this much to me. You know, it's quite easy to hate the thing you love when you overindulge. It is imperative that we all understand our limitations. This is the sort of introspective reasoning I have been unable to exercise due to my lack of time and fatigue, which in turn has turned my life on its head. So you see, it is important for me to write, not just for the monetary benefit but also for my sanity.
I want to believe that I will be posting less personal content like this one although I consider it to be wholesome and therapeutic. The internet has had a fair share of my life, so I would like to keep the rest of it vague or off the internet. Cheers!
You just reminded me of a professor, the first Nigerian Neurosurgeon who was also a poet and loved writing. If the internet existed then.. it would have inspired more people, only a few books he wrote and publish.
Those poems inspired me in medschool and still do today. They were personal and mostly deep.
Keep at it. I for one enjoy your writings and have missed it.
Welcome back.
Thanks mate I appreciate the comment. Good to be back
Yay! 🤗
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Hey Nonso! Have been trying to reach out to you on whatsapp. Glad to see recent posts here because I've been worried. Do you have a new number? Hoping for better days for you🙏