Life of a Wanderer

   To be honest, I don't know why I am here. Why I am blogging at this very moment. I don't even know what to write in this page. All I know is that I want to make a blog. I'm having a hard time. My mind is full of thoughts that I can't put into words. Maybe I'm just confused.

    For the past few days, a lot of things are happening. Time is running faster and faster. I can't even keep up. I've always wanted to stop the time or just slow it down a little bit. If and only if I have the power, I'll definitely do it.

    I wanted to run. No let me scratch that. I want to run, run as far as I could and go somewhere where I can think things. I wanna go somewhere where no one knows me. I want to scream and cry. I want to shout as loud as I could. I want to forget all these things. I want to clear my mind. I want an escape. I need an escape.

   I need to clear my mind but I don't know how. I want to forget some memories but it seems like it's hunting me every now and then. I want to cry as hard as I could but my tears aren't falling. I need to take this off my chest. This heavy feeling of mine, I don't even know where it came from. I don't even know why I'm like this. I'm confused.

   My thoughts, why can't I put you into words?