Writing

I was flabbergasted. I vacillated. I thought I was much more prudent than before. It was a total catastrophe and it was slowly wearing me down. On one of those days of contemplation, inner calculations and confrontations, I found myself scribbling down. The hypocrisy of the world revolted me. And here I started toying with the idea of writing, exposing my mind to the perceptive individuals, as an attempt to seek refuge in words.