Start writing here ... This is exactly why i bought my first own laptop. To be able to write whenever and whatever I want. But I missed my motivation on the way to adulthood. Perhaps I met the wrong people who made me forget how enjoyable writing was to me or maybe I was focusing too much on pleasing others and forgot that I want to be happy too.
Every and each one of us has something special to say because our lives are not the same. We may share some memories, happiness or pain, still the meaning of our life is different from one to another. Expressing ourselves is just a way to tell the World that we are here too and would love to share some of our intimacy with everyone else.
We also read to know about what others live and think, to remind ourselves that we are alive. The case is similar for those who say loudly that they hate people and would love to spend their entire life far far away in a distant island with no one and nothing else but some books, but what's in those books? Stories! Stories of other people, real or imaginary, it doesn't really matter as long as we can find their lives attractive and worth knowing of.
To say that we want to live alone is just a lie because we are too afraid to admit that we can't stand living alone, completely.
we are always creating boundries with the World. It can be by simply imagining a different life few minutes before sleeping when we are lying on our beds. We think about scenari where we can be happy, strong, romantic, natural and in love. In love with ourselves and others that we can't love in the real world, on daytime, because we are afraid or unconfident.
This is sad! It trully is because we miss the beauty of this life.
But what else to do when we can't expect what the others behaviors will be like. We are scared of being hurt so we keep ourselves locked up in our dark fake smile where everything seems to be okay because no one else knows what's really going on!
I don't know where this world is heading to, but it doesn't seem like a fine place to be.