The Blank Piece of Paper

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I wonder since when I have loved to write on a blank piece of paper.

I remembered back on senior high school (it was around 7 years ago), I used to buy a diary and write about each of my day and what I feel and how I spend it. I also remembered when I have no more blank pages left, I will buy another one and this time a few diaries as a preparation if another one finish.

Then, 10 years ago, when I was in junior high where I was first introduced to the world of comics and written words, I grew to love stories. I was like always needing to read more and I want to travel to that realm where I can clearly feel the feeling of joy, sadness, disappointment, hatred, and so on.

That world was wonderful.

I remembered during that time after reading a few books, I will write stories in my school notebook to let me experience those feelings again. For the record, I even automatically memorize the words and picture each character in the book going to say. It was just like that.

My brother used to read the stories that I wrote and he will think it was weird yet funny.

But that doesn’t stop me to jot down those words in that blank piece of paper.

So after reading an article from here. The first quote really captures my mind.

“I’ve written because it fulfilled me. Maybe it paid off the mortgage on the house and got the kids through college, but those things were on the side–I did it for the buzz. I did it for the pure joy of the thing. And if you can do it for joy, you can do it forever.”

So even now, when I looked at my old blogs and how I pour out each of my feelings and experience that I will most likely never express to anyone. I feel fulfilled. When I read it again, my memory travels to those old times and those vivid pictures of what I am facing during that time.

It is funny sometimes, remembering the past me that will have that kind of feelings during that time. If I was faced with the same situation now, I know things will be different.  Well, that is why experience is always the best teacher, right?

I am glad that I wrote all of those feelings that I have experience in different kind of situations in life. Whenever I forget, I know that I can always read back those stories of mine and they will become a good reminder for me.

This blank piece of paper is definitely magical. When I was lost, not knowing my own perceptive, this paper is able to help me express what I feel and show me my own perceptive. And that gives a clearer picture in me.

Here is the truest quote that I feel about writing on this blank piece of paper.

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