It is only fitting to share with you why I became a writer for everyday blog post:
It is for the sole purpose of immortalizing the vehement emotions fastened in each memory. I say that because memories have an unstable foundation. It’s shaky. Memories fade alongside the people, and the memories mouthed down to generations are stuttery that turns into white noise. However, the inked pages (or blog posts in the modern society), per se, are indefinite but jotted with better underpinnings.
I write because I am terrified of the thought of forgetting and being forgotten. It is ineluctable, I know, but I get the sense of leaving my footprint. Just kind of like what one does on a wet cement.
©2018, Quiyet Brul
