
I’m a piece off the old school, continually being chipped to build new blocks.
I was in the middle of finding the rhythm to happily navigate midlife, marriage and motherhood when the pandemic happened.
When almost the whole world tuned in to the online space, I tuned out. I found solace within the pages of my handwritten journal for my little one. I didn’t religiously write but I believe I was consistent enough to share my heart and my thoughts with him.
Blogging is always a fulfilling exercise for me. On most days, however, I get either too distracted or too exhausted to even start typing. Excuses, I know, or perhaps an undiagnosed case of ADHD.
This blog is my nth attempt at consistently chronicling my journey as a living dot in the metaverse.