Loving the Word "I..." is Not Being EGOIST..sometimes.

 I am not afraid… I was never… never ever…
My life is a complete shit… but I am not… I am made up with some traits that will never allow me to lose… However bad the situation goes, I will do something productive of this one life I have been blessed with, I am quite similar to that seagull called "Jonathan Livingston" who is like all of his kind is born for only one agenda and that’s to make a living on food, but he want to learn the art of flying because that is what he is blessed with when he came in this world. I want to write, about things, about people, about every thought that a human being can reach to, I wanna be the first to write it out and let everyone else see it through my belief, I want to be a belief of others, I want to be pure, I want to do what I was blessed with, I want to write, I want to become a writer, I am a feeler, often I feel the most emotional strings attached in the most craziest of jokes, why is that happens with me… know why..? It is because I am born to illustrate, and I will do it in the “writing” way… Most of my life I have wasted thinking what’s my real talent… what I am good at, and after being so late in life, compared to my folks who grown up with me, I realized, I am only and only born to write. I was never a misanthrope, I love people they are the only source of what I write, I will never let them go out of my sight. I am not afraid to believe that writing will be able to give me a living. I am not, not at all.