Once again I admit myself to be in a miserable mood but am doing the utmost to change it. In my attempt to find a distraction, I learnt a certain code for concealing my writings, which I’m not about to identify here. I value my privacy a lot.

I have yet to master it to the level when I can replace the alphabets without much thought. However I pride myself in remembering the whole thing in two hours. Amazing things you can do if you set your heart on it… especially when you have an elusive memory.

On the update of the novel, I’m still letting the story flow. Some days I learn more about each character, while on other days, I fear I cannot skillfully put them on paper. Partly because of this, I like to be alone sometimes.

I like being lost in my dark fantasy world, where perhaps truly I am accepted. At times, my existence here feels out of place, so much so that I wonder if my birth was a mistake. Not that I hate life but life sometimes bewilders me. And ‘bewilder’ is simply an indirrect meaning for being lost and eventually miserable.

Well, misery can be lessened if shared and I’ll share it while being blatantly vague. It is simply a way to mislead while telling the truth. And I’ll, of course, allow you to mislead yourselves where my private matters are concerned.
P.S. Sorry for the past inactivity. I was handling my class chalet.

- Logish