This could be something I’ve been waiting for, or longed for, in stronger terms: a place where I can possibly dump the millions of intertwined thoughts weaving in and out of my head everyday (especially when I try to sleep at night). Yet, this will not be a diary where I would carefully delineate all the things that cramped my stupid brain. It could be an excerpt of my personality, a series of attempts to be a man of literature or a reservoir of ideas I can come back to (or laugh at) at a point later in my life.

Now I naively wish that I will be using this frequently — as frequent as I would use a probably-too-long array of social network apps.

I’d like to welcome myself into the world of Medium with a song, an instrumental piece: Début by Mélanie Laurent.


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