I really miss blogging.
I really miss writing whatever I want, free flow and yet and it is a form of cathartic expression for me. While constraints can be a form of creativity but I am restricted.
As part of my academic exercise, I have to categorised everything but I find that my weakness. I know, I can work on that but sometimes I just want to be my own disorganised self. I am not just an art history academician wannabe. I am still in search of who I am.
This is a place where I allow myself to express my emotions and cynicism. This is a place for me to work and process out my thoughts. I am also in between spaces until I find myself, hence the blog title.
This is also a place of my recordings of my dissertation journey from my struggles with my writings and other emotional issues that has gotten in the way of my writings. It documents my struggles of balancing life and writing, my mistakes and my little celebrations in life.
Disclaimers:
- This blog has certain level of illogicalness. I am illogical until I have process my emotions through writing, reading, crying. design and sleeping.
- This blog has high level of emotions. Don’t expect refined, polished intelligent thoughts.