Why

The first time i started blogging, i said it's for the stories in my head... of the people I met and will meet. And I needed to tell their stories.

Today, back again in a foreign land... trying desperately to try and connect with somebody like i did as a child. I find it difficult. Patience is wearing thin trying to bear each new person's idiosyncratic behaviour. Not that mine are any less tolerable.It's just that I have lot the will to even make the effort. Mostly because life is not going my way (like a young child you might say). For that is the way life is .. (you might say). So sometimes when my thoughts are messed up and I don't seem to be able to make any sense of it, and my soul mates seems too far away, maybe ... just maybe, writing a journal helps.

Not for a guidance but for just talking out aloud to make some sense of my random thoughts.

B