I am a pathological liar… πŸ˜°

I said I would be back, but boy was I wrong! I left forever!

All I have to say is I am sorry! πŸ˜“ I am human.

I came. I saw. I fell. Rolled into a hole. Got lost. Cried. Wept. And crawled my way back to the surface.

Here I am! On Spring break now! College sure is stressful and a lot of work. But with the power of motivation and positive thinking, I will be able to post daily!

Want to know something I have been thinking about? People like you love to read my work and what I have to offer… But…

You know nothing about me! It’s time for me to finally share who I am with you!

Essentially, you get to read a brief summary of my life through a small magical window!

Over the course of the next three days through three posts, expect various stories about my life experiences! 😡

I can’t wait to share them! Until next time! πŸ˜šπŸ’›

Modern Day Adventure – Part #1

A ray of the setting sun peered through the window seeping past the tiny gaps in the blinds. The escaped light touched a calendar on the wall.

The current date read, β€œNovember 13, 2136.” From the period, the light began to melt its way down toward a digital clock sitting atop a wooden desk. The time flashed 4:30 p.m.

Time is winding down, the temperature is dropping, and everything seemed to be lazy.

A deep sigh came from the desk. The groan came from Sagasu Inai, a 24-year-old who is currently a railroad-maintenance clerk. Sagasu looked miserable just staring at the clock. This was life. Waking up to get ready for work, only to come home to sleep for the next day. It was a grueling cycle.

Before Sagasu can fully indulge in sorrow, a door flung open breaking the silence.

β€œSagasu! Submit the materials you need to repair the rail and get it done ASAP,” demanded a man whose figure is similar to that of a basketball player. The hoarse voice plagued by years of smoking came from this six foot something, 200-pound man.

Appearance wise, he is not kept and dresses only in a black business suit sprinkled with white splats of ash and dust. The background of this man is mysterious. The only explanation to how he got this job as yardmaster at the railroad is because his parents owned it.

Before Sagasu can respond, the door was slammed back shut.

Sagasu took a heavy breath and glanced at the light leaking from the window.

β€œThis is my life,” Sagasu thought. β€œThis will be the death of me.”

Blogging is my life! πŸ’»

I love blogging! I will never stop doing it, and it will forever be my hobby!

I want to thank you for continually reading and keeping up with my blog. Just know I love knowing that my work is helping you! It’s more than just blogging for me…

I want to make an impact in this world for the better. I think the best way for me to do that is to keep my blog updated for people just like you.

I am also doing this for myself. Everything I publish is not to make you do things just because. I am doing whatever it is, and I believe it can help someone else!

Again… I hope I can continue to make a positive impact in your life. πŸ˜šπŸ’› Stay strong!