So I Write

So I write.

I write because I feel that I need to remember my story.

How long should I write for? I don’t know. But I don’t get much time.

So I stopped.

I stopped. And I felt regret. I felt regret that I missed that memory. I missed that story. I missed the moment that was good, that was worthwhile to remember. I missed a good story for me to tell others. The Story that’s matter.

So I asked myself: How could I help. How could I improve the way of how we capture our memories and form our stories.

And you know what? That’s my story.

Tell me what you think!