Why?
I am not sure.
I just know I am not well if I can't find time to write.
Perhaps I am unwell really.
Perhaps I am scared of the world.
Perhaps I am jaded.
Perhaps I am just in pain.
Perhaps I am really the villain that wishes ill in my own life.
Or maybe I needed to go to the shrink but find it too troublesome.
It doesn't sound good - seeking help in my part of the world.
The stigma itself can send me to bedlam.
I don't even know what content to write.
I guess I just miss the way words flow freely inside my mind.
Unconstrained. Uncensored. Unbothered.
I don't even know if I can sustain this.
All I know is...
I just want to write, and be myself.
I just hope this helps.
At least to me.
Why the blog title dumpsite?
Because there is nothing really helpful to the world here.
I just need to dump the excesses of my thoughts,
that cannot change the world,
that cannot change anybody, except me I guess.
Nothing in here is worth reading even.
This is just a dumpsite.
The stench. The chaos.
Of all ideas and thoughts I needed to let go.
These are all here.
