June 2019, early summer.
The trend ain't about blogs anymore darl. It's still about those fancy called-so artist, prank maker, sensational spot attention seeker and fancier at things that is more popular these days. Poems? Novels? Self inspiring story? Nuh uh, nobody cares anymore. Blogging way far behind those people.
I can't sleep tonight so I guess I'll just write down what's in my mind. Considering less of million people will find this writing accidentally, no worry shall be intensifies. People getting depressed easily these days, they'd love being offended by simple unnecessary things and start to fight online with other people that actually they never met before. About anything. Politics, Religion, Races, Environment, Personal figures even...a cat video? What's wrong with this people?! I get dragged there too unintentionally, like I just write a comment about what's in my mind asking about things that they shared because I confuse, but they attack me harmfully. Are you even okay? I'm not mad, just it's funny to see this people are there in real life.
They must be fun at parties.
Maybe people need to calm down. My mind is already tangled to my own depressing hysterically miserable life. I don't want to get involved to any online dramas. Then I decide to I'd rather be a silent reader than get baited and having a grudge in an unreal argumentation. Pft, internet sucks!
Soooo.... Get back to the trend. What should I write here again anyway? Since in old days I've done education, politic mind, poems, some short story and indeed, some wishy washy personal story. Some of them I consider giving my best brain cells that left to wrote it and when I re-read it again somehow...I never believe that I wrote such an amazing writing uh huh .... *self-proclamation*
I wouldn't do education and political ideas anymore anyway, absolutely. I mean, look at me now! What I am, just a regular house-wife that not again touching the books, join the protester parade or having social volunteering activities.
So yea I feel no confidence to able creating a real "living, enlighting. motivational" article anymore. So do my mood and my productive time goes away along with my youth lol
But it doesn't end the possibility that I may write something very real and high-road one day. I just need time to refill my ideas and observing problem on the society that maybe I can publish here, about what's in my perspectives.

 So well, that's it. A letter of an (ex productive) writer, can I say so? I hope I'll see you again soon with my brand-new ideas and lively writing. Thank you.