In Closing - One Month to Xmas 2025

How time flies. I say this all the time. My life is a loop of eating and sleeping and working. What is the use of living if not for loving?

I love writing. I love eating. I love working. I love almost everything.

Why? I guess that is something I have learned through suffering and pain in my early days.

I do not wish to disclose personal circumstances. The details are something only my close friends and family members know.

We may have our own demons to fight. We may prefer to stay silent or write cryptic sentences.

I find twitter and this blog to be my safe harbor. Nobody knows me. I don't know anyone who reads this.

In the meantime, 2025 seems to be slipping away. I have been negative a lot. I have deleted or hidden some things that I would rather forget.

Am I a revisionist? Can I change my past?

No. I am not a historian and I am nobody really. How negative I was in the past may not be who I am now. I believe I never stole bread out of hunger like Jean Valjean.

I may have said bad words or said shitty things on this blog.

Make no mistake, I do not target anyone or mention anyone by name.

Many things I write are figments of my mind. Imaginary love. Imaginary hate.

I don't know my fate.

Is destiny pre-ordained?

I have no final answer.

I only know one day this will end for me.

While I still live and while I can still type, I try to be nice.

Sometimes I will fail. I write in the heat of the moment.

I rather type here than talk to a psychologist.

After all, nobody can heal me except me.

I still believe I have some control over my fate.

The past does not define me.

The present does not define me.

Who am I?

I am nobody really.

Trust me.