A Path to Happiness

As a writer, I often indulge myself in nostalgic memories of the past (of growing pains, heartache, adventures and clumsy encounters), and a part of me would be lying if I did not use those as a basis for my work; a way to reconcile or rejoice in that feeling than to use my words to burn bridges. Writing is my lens to view the world, like my mother has her camera, it is my way of making peace with myself.

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