I'm probably too young to be having quarter-life crisis, but I figure that's the nicest excuse for all these wallowing and wandering that I do. Because it's either that or choosing between depression and being an ungrateful bitch.
More often than not, I write when I want to rant. But this year, I've resolved to take on a more productive approach to writing. So expect to read about practically anything. A word of caution though: I write mostly during times when ideas just beg to be written, and nothing before. So by the time they get to be printed, words would probably not make sense anymore, other than to myself, of course.