Wrote some stuff.
Then erased them.
Wrote another stuff.
Thought it was lousy, then erased them. Again.
Wrote what i thought would not be lousy.
Turned out to be lousy. Post deleted.
Since when I became aware of what I write?
Since when I think twice about the consequences of my blog posts?
Since when I became afraid of people's opinions of my writing?
It's not that I don't have stories to tell. I do have some.
But you cannot bear them now.
Blog on halt.
p/s: Jiwa kacau, jiwa kacau....