I started this blog acouple of years back with the idea that if i am nota ble to express myself verbally i should at least be able to write about how i feel, and then being such a private person i did not feel safe writinga nd publishing on internet and here again i am restarting this thing because i just feel suffocated and i want to express myself and yet i am unable to do so. Yesterday i was so suffocated that it became ahrd for me to breath i was panting away, struggling with my pulse racing with no one knows ( least of all me) what stressor on my mind.
Is it the burden of mere existence that pressures me? Is it the various associations, responsibilities realtionships that strangle me or is my pressure just self created.
I have to start blogging about my outer journeys rather than inner ones :)
inner and outer journeys
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