Inspiration To Write

I think when you start a blog, you would write anything. I think most people or my readers in the future would ask. 'Why did you start writing a blog?' Well, some people would do it for healing, pass time, to get famous, or therapy. 'Why did I?' I can't tell you exactly, but one thing I know is that I love to write. Not really from the day I was born but slowly. Things will happen when the time comes. I guess now is... I actually wanted to start a blog long time ago but I kept waiting for the right time. In the end, I read a quote when I was browsing through my Facebook wall saying 'If you wait for the perfect time or condition to get things started or get things done, you will never be able to do it. What you have is here and now. Do it!'. That quote did not really get me started but my good friend. So, I am right here writing my first post. Okay~ Now go back to why I wanted to write. Well the most solid reason is I love it. Other than that, I want to remember things- like happy things, sad ones too. Because life is a mystery, its like a story book. You go through pages to pages, chapter to chapter and is more like a journey. Not knowing what is gonna happen tomorrow is nerve-wrecking and exciting, sometimes scary and fearful. Life would not be fun and interesting if you know what is gonna happen to you in 10 years or 20 years. Its just like knowing your test results before you even took the paper or started studying and revising.. Or like knowing who are you going to marry before even meeting that person. In book language, its like reading the first few pages and immediately reading the last page to know what happen to the family or couple. But I feel its not about the ending, its about the story. Writing is also a form of memory keeper and there is other few memory keeper like picture and the heart. Living the moment, writing what you felt at that exact time. In near future when you read what you wrote - it will remind you all the happy and touching memories that made you so happy... 'Why didn't I just take pictures and keep them?' you might be wondering. Because beautiful thing can't be seen, it can only be felt and also I prefer writing to be my memory keeper compared to pictures and the heart (I might get a heart-attack if I store too much)