STOPGAP IMPAIRMENT: A SHORT PERSONAL NOTE OF MY EARLY ADULTHOOD

This is a 2-4 minute read about an adult's life who gets stuck in the middle of nowhere and somehow plots back a path. It feels like it's been long long ago so long ago because it is when since I wrote my last blog. Writing blogs for me have been my dearest and treasured pastime like how bakers bake cakes and it has also been a passion for me to write aright since my childhood. I wasn't much of a reader back then but started reading when I was an undergraduate and began to attempt to writing although I did not feel satisfied enough to post it anywhere or share it with my friends. My Professor and my beloved pal put the screws on me to write blogs, thanks to them. Alright, let's get back on the track. I've been juggling with so many things at the same time and I never did feel the push in myself to write a blog. I've got very much raw and delicate indeed lately and also developed anxiety over every little decisions that I took in my life - maybe I am intuiting ...