.Intangible thotz and ideas n random.. spring up from my confused brain to transform into a piece of readable.. if not tangible material... The underlying philosophy is dis.."nature has a tendency to favor exothermic reactions".. It wud only be natural that writing does, too.. Writing is release.. Spontaneity. . A feelin of healing from just exploding..just emptying out rivers of heaviness from a weary heart.. Or an overcrowded, tired mind. . A pouring out of views, or of recollections of past events.. Though reminiscing d past wud sometyms, f not all d tym, rub salt into almost-forgotten pains, it evokes such vivid and passionate responses from you dat it gives u something to write about.. Yeah, I know..Lyf is such a great story plot.. It has its time and setting, characters, conflicts and climaxes, too.. A captivating play.. Tragedy.. Wherein characters perform without missing cues and acting in harmony with d story plot requirements dat it wud be almost believable.. Well, almost.. For lyf is just a play, with its own fictional touches, each of us assuming roles that we need to enact whether we like it or not, hoping the resolution will be a happy ending..
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