Missing the joy of creating worlds out of words.

I miss the joy of writing. I miss typing on my keyboard raging endlessly and carelessly, weaving words I couldn’t understand but knows very well because it came from the deep recesses of my heart with a mix of intense emotions. I miss being in my safe zone. A place to steam off the anger, frustrations, and the sadness whenever anxiety attacks and depression kicks in. I just miss creating worlds out of words.


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