Alone.

Sometimes you need a blog because you have no one to talk to.

Sure, there are people around me, there are people I have breakfast with, there is a girl I live with, there are people I share classes with, there are people with whom I have discussions outside the library.

But then there are times when I have something in my mind, but I can't tell them. I don't want to tell them. We all have different sides to us and this side I don't want them to see. Am I ashamed? No. Do I feel vulnerable? No. Some sides are meant to be kept secret. Private sphere, public sphere.

I have always been a private person, I have a lot of friends but I don't spend every waking minute with them. I like having meals alone every once in a while, I like going for walks by myself with some music (or not), I like watching movies at the cinema hall alone, I love travelling around the city by myself. Being alone, you see things you missed before. You smile at that split second moment when light leaks through bright green leaves fluttering in the breezy morning, falling softly on the path you're walking in, and you see every speck of dust that is there to be seen.

Maybe I'll write here more often now.