It's Been So Long Since I Last Wrote

It's been so long since I last wrote.

Looking back, I really loved writing when I was young. I started keeping a diary in elementary school, probably around first or second grade. The content was mostly trivial things I encountered at school—from classmates' gossip to getting a few strokes from the teacher. For words I didn't know how to write, I used pinyin, which was really cute.

In middle school, I still loved writing and even participated in essay competitions. I remember winning third place (impressive, right? XD). But I preferred writing novels or essays, probably because I was really into reading novels at the time. I would secretly hide a novel under my textbook during class. I read a wide variety of genres—from Wei Si Li's science fiction, Giddens Ko's urban novels, Fujii Shusaku‘s romance novels, to even pocket romance novels. I devoured almost everything.

By university, I still maintained my diary habit, but it gradually became less frequent—turning into weekly entries, then monthly entries. After entering the workforce, I really stopped writing altogether. Of course, this was also related to the internet age—with social media, YouTube, and podcasts, it's easier to get distracted, and I wrote less and less.

Today, I saw someone on Threads who reads for 30 minutes every day, records 1-2 key points each time, and publishes one reflection daily. I found it really inspiring, and I hope to cultivate the habit of reading and writing to record what I learn. But after thinking about it, I realized I'm not actually busy—I'm just lazy. So on a whim, I wrote this piece, hoping it's a beginning, not an end, haha.

I don't have a specific theme I want to express in this piece—it's just random writing, trying to rediscover my passion for writing. After all, when I first set up this website, I wanted to write more, to record life, and to give my poor memory something to look back on. But I've been too lazy and haven't been writing. However, at least I've started writing today—no editing, no ChatGPT, just the most natural stream of consciousness, writing whatever comes to mind, very sincere and raw. But the greatest power of words is always the most raw expression, which touches people's hearts the most.

In one of my favorite books, "The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse," there's a line:

"When have you been at your strongest?" asked the boy. "When I have dared to show my weakness," replied the horse.

Similarly, expressing myself through words is also a way of revealing myself to me, because I can bravely express my thoughts, ideas, experiences—both good and bad—through words, and I think that's not easy. Well, writing up to this point, I also think it's not easy.

Finally, let me set some expectations for myself:

Read more books, scroll less on my phone, and write more～