Midst Life and Death

In the midst of life and death, without the desire, one asks questions in hoped of understanding life a litter better. Like any question, the only sane thing to do is seek answers but from who? It seemed no colleague, religion, scholar, or anyone never told me the right answer, or what I wanted to hear. So out of frustration, had it been on complete accident or fate, I picked up a pen and found myself writing a place in time with characters pondering the same questions I had. And as I came to the end of every short story, I found myself giving them answers (or rather answering my own questions to life). From then on, I have grown a love for writing and strongly encourage others to do the same.