There is no rhyme or reason to anything that I do or even the things I write. I write because thoughts come into my mind seeking a form of freedom, an escape from the madness within. Most times, I write because the thoughts arise randomly and I will indulge myself in releasing these words. Henceforth, I started a blog.
The only problem I have with blogging is that it only works when I am awake and I have the best thoughts right before I fall asleep, the moment right before I leave this world seeking some rest, those thoughts are running through the River Styx of my mind because by morning I forget.
Nothing is ever as it seems even after the contents have been exposed.