Constantly trying to explain what writing means to me. I believe I was born to do it. It's always been my dream to just write for a living. In my 12 years old mind the thought planted the seed of a writer. Strongly hope for it to bloom. Now is the time. I write daily. Pen and paper are my favorites but the keyboard is also fine. I need music sometimes but my heart and my soul are in everything I show you. Night and day, winter and summer, inside and out. Eternal fire keeps burning in me, are you ready to meet your destiny?
Stupid Love, yet all we ever wanted was Love. Even if you are terrified, you are going to enter the battlefield again. No, we don't need a specific reason. Sorry, not sorry. Being 'The One' is not just for Neo, you know. Let my words heal you! You must open the door and wake yourself up to believe in me. Even us, the sinners, can be happy. Yes, you just read that right. Now is the time to freak out.
I'm not afraid to take the next step. Human life is shorter than how most of you might think. Hope dies first. We love the lies that comfort us but the truth is that's not happiness. I ain't going back to that now. Born as a warrior, lived through countless wars, yet still breathing. I want you to listen to me and just fill it up. What's in your sippy cup?
your soul writer,
Kata The Nomad Writer Photographer
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