I used to have a ton of hobbies. I drew, I wrote - vigorously - , I used to do sports, filming, photography. I had so many hobbies but now, I spend my free time lazing around because, less-than-6-hours is not enough time for me to be at home. I want to enjoy home, the nature, the surroundings. But I can’t.

I lay in bed, scrolling through twitter, watching dramas, variety shows to compensate the feeling of lack. The news, the shows, they bring me out of my world. Make me feel alive within the shortest time possible.  

It’s not that I hate my job. It’s just, I really wished I could do more in a day besides spending my daylight in front of a computer, typing… clicking, reading regulatory… Reminds me a lot of those animation clips that showed how a dead-zombie-adult-life is: in a windowless, grey cubicle. Go to work, type, go home, sleep, go to work, type…

I can’t keep living like this.

I need to change. There were so much I wanted to do. I cannot live the best time of my life, my prime 20s like this…

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I’m going to start from the bottom. I’m going to push myself to start blogging on a semi-public platform again. I thought blogging in private could help but it seem to lack some sort of responsibility. With an audience, I’ll tend to feel the need to write. And, I’ll improve my writing…

A hobby that lasted the longest. Writing. I hope this will go well.