I am the type of person who writes whenever I need to cope with sadness. i used to blog all the time. And then it was on Facebook status, responses were immediate. i didnt like it much. I moved to Twitter - the messages get dilluted by others' faster. But that means it gets small amount of readership. Maybe none, people will just scroll it up.

And then theres Instagram. Where people collect likes and try to outdo each other with photographs. Giving impression that life is all rainbows and unicorns tapi sebenarnya kuda padi je.

Nevertheless, I am one of those people too. For years I've been all positive in my Instagram. Until recently when major things happened. I started jotting my thoughts and upload it as pictures rather than writing it on the caption. I started with #AStoryADay and now shifted to #MidnightMicroblogging

Lets face it, like many Malaysian - my followers dont read too. They click like because photos are pretty, girls are hot, abs, overpriced food etc etc. Thus the reason I will not participate in collecting likes. If I do, my social experiment will be a major failure.

Thats it. 

To more things to look forward to in 2016.

Happiness,

Quality time,

People to love.

InsyaAllah.

I never meant for Serendipity to be depressing.

But thats all Ive been.

And every time I feel bad - I put it into writing.

I dont know when or how it happened, 

but Ive lost my drive.

The drive to want, to aspire, to strive.

The drive to be open, to make effort, to allow.

Ive lost my dream. 

I forgot my aim. 

Im simply, there.

Im lost.

I feel forgotten.

Im in despair.

Im still hopeful.

I just wish to always remember

The desire 

To laugh

To love

To live

Ultimately

To remember my life