i made a decision the other day.
i am going to write a book.
yes, yes, i know - it sounds ridiculously trite and cliche. but i feel the need to pen down my life experiences thus far in a narrative form before i forget how things felt, and they become just a picture in my mind.
it will probably take years to finish, but it is something i really want to do.
it will follow a thought process... back and forth through times past and present, as convoluted as my imagination. it will be peppered with embellishments that admit themselves openly, and it will hold the fascination and intrigue i view the world with.
but first of all, i need to decide what i want to achieve by writing it. otherwise, it will end up like all my other pieces of work - romantic, lyrical and stark, but with no real point.
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