Have you ever get that feeling when you're doing something, and suddenly, hours just slip by? That's me with wrting. Whenever anyone asked about my hobby, I'd go on and on about how much I love it. Writing makes me feel alive and connected to the world.
The thing is, most people don't actually know about my real favorite hobby is. It isn't writing. In fact, it's washing dishes. I don't usually tell people that, though. Mostly because I worry they'll think I'm weird or something. I mean, the last time I told somebody I like washing dishes, she tilted her head like the Bent-Neck lady.
For me, dishwashing isn't just a boring chore like most people think. It's actually kind of... therapeutic. There's just something about the feel of fresh water on my hands and that lemony dish soap smell. It's weirdly calming.
But then, I grew older and life got busy. Work started eating up most of my time, and I stopped doing the things I loved. Then one day, after a million reasons pailed up, I quit. Lucky for me, someone had my back. And for the first time in a long while, I felt free. Like, actually free. So, I decided it was time to come back to myself.
I remembered this old blog I started years ago and thought, why not write again? So here I am sitting down, feeling super duper excited. But, writing isn't as easy as I remembered. My mind felt stuck, I stared at the blank screen for hours and
couldn’t think of what to write.
But hey, I didn’t give up. I tried everything to get inspired. I watched movies, revisited my old writings, and yes, washed more dishes. Slowly, ideas started coming back in. And guess what? This blog is gonna be back alive with my new stories in no time. So, you better stick around!😼
